The forest is getting brighter and brighter every day. It would seem that summer should be the most beautiful season, when it's warm and there are so many opportunities for flowering. Summer is certainly beautiful, but it cannot compete with bright autumn colors.
Autumn is like the last ball, like the final chord. Everyone around dresses up in their most lush outfits.
I love autumn. Even the prospect of an inexorably approaching cold winter cannot change this. Although, on the other hand, if I had to choose between summer and winter, I would probably choose winter. As I get older, I can't stand the heat worse and worse. In winter you can warm up, you can choose warm clothes. But it's impossible to escape from the exhausting summer stuffiness and the scorching sun.
But very... Ah, autumn! That's what I need. I would probably agree to live in eternal autumn. And my dogs too.