The best time of the year for me is late spring and early autumn, when there are still no winds and rains, the dry land has not turned into mud, there are no chilly autumn chills, and the clean and transparent air is warmed up by the sun's rays to a comfortable 25 degrees Celsius, and there is no incinerating summer heat.
Flowers in the flower beds generously give the world around them their last colorful charm, the counters of markets and shops are bursting with an abundance of vegetables and fruits, and ... it's time to go on an easy diet.
At this time, in the depths of consciousness, there are still no thoughts that this autumn is the last in my life, but it's time to think about the legacy that will remain after me in this world.
At this best time of the year, I admire the white cumulus clouds in the blue sky, the clear water of the river and enjoy the world's best natural aroma: the sun, vegetables, fruits, flowers, herbs and already a little rotten foliage.