
Fall or autumn, which ever you prefer, is a wonderful time of the year. It has a beauty unparalleled by those of the other seasons. Spring is full of flowers, of new beginnings, a time when the world starts over. Summer is the beach, lemonade, and sun bathing. When hot sunny days engulf us with happiness with our friends. Or when it's not lighting storms give us a look at the world in a way we've never seen it. The winter pure. The white snow covers all that is evil and makes untainted. But fall has them all beat. Its beauty is an uncanny one. Its a beauty of death. The plants are dying off, the trees are hibernating, and all the wildlife leaves. But from this an artistry appears. The tree colors on a mountain side show what the green leaves have been hiding all year long. A crisp cold breeze as you are walking, brings chills down your spine. There is a scent in the air of cleanliness. Despite the death all around you, you feel alive and well.

Now autumn has not always been my favorite season. I used to love winter, I still do. I like how everything seemed perfect. The white snow allowed for the most demonic thing to look at peace. You can stand still and hear nothing, no birds, leaves rustling, nothing. Everything is frozen until spring. After a good snowfall, snowball fights and snowmen are everywhere. It is a peaceful time of the year. But what has made me recently change my mind about this season is college. Before now, on a normal basis, I would only be out in for a minute while I walked to and from my car. But now I must walk everywhere in the freezing cold. Its not even November and I can barely make it. I don't want to imagine what its like when its below thirty. So because of this fact, of having to walk everywhere, winter can no longer be my favorite season. One of the few drawbacks of college.

