Damn. Your take on fall saddens me. Where I come from fall is the driest season of the year. The chill finally starts to settle in the air and the leaves start to change and a steady light breeze starts in due to the leaves dropping from the trees.
Where I live fall is basically a completely random mix of anything between +15 °C and dry weather (but the ground is still wet from yesterday) and rain at +1 °C, with nights being anything between +10 and -5.
Winter is basically two months of damp +2°C days followed by a February with actual snow that nobody is really happy about because it happens at the worst time possible.
Spring is nice. Then summer rolls around with temps between 30 and 40 °C because of climate change. It’s still better than fall and winter.
Here’s it’s famously golden and famously wet. Coupled with overall gray (thankfully less and less) look of the cities…welcome to depresso season. Or angery for me. Cause rain.
Damn. Your take on fall saddens me. Where I come from fall is the driest season of the year. The chill finally starts to settle in the air and the leaves start to change and a steady light breeze starts in due to the leaves dropping from the trees.
A wet fall on the other hand sounds miserable.
Where I live fall is basically a completely random mix of anything between +15 °C and dry weather (but the ground is still wet from yesterday) and rain at +1 °C, with nights being anything between +10 and -5.
Winter is basically two months of damp +2°C days followed by a February with actual snow that nobody is really happy about because it happens at the worst time possible.
Spring is nice. Then summer rolls around with temps between 30 and 40 °C because of climate change. It’s still better than fall and winter.
Here’s it’s famously golden and famously wet. Coupled with overall gray (thankfully less and less) look of the cities…welcome to depresso season. Or angery for me. Cause rain.