It's autumn.
While my birthday is in autumn, I do not particularly like the season. Everything dies and it's getting darker and darker. Better than winter I guess.
The trees are still green, will be another month until the pinnacle of autumn coloration. That's when my birthday is. But summer is over. It was really hot in the past days with temperatures approaching 30°C, but now it halved to below 15°C. If I was a bird, I'd fly South now.
