Autumn is the best season.

  • Beautiful, complex, ever-changing views, that surprise one as one turns a corner.
  • Crisp, cool, low-humidity air.
  • Leaves to wade through, releasing that wonderful scent and that fun rustling noise.
  • Apples and pears to pick.
  • The Fucking Hate Birds, the Birds That Hate go away.
  • The lawn no longer needs mowing, yet there is no snow to shovel.
  • The final burst of ripening vegetables.
  • Fewer humans in the grocery store in the middle of the day.
  • “Indian” Summer.
  • REAL football
  • No more mosquitoes.
  • Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta.
  • Apple cider and doughnuts.
  • The annual visit from a beloved European friend.
  • Pressing colorful leaves in wax paper to hang in the window.
  • Wonderful deserted lakes on which to canoe and kayak.
  • Lower electric bills, because a/c is off and heat is not yet on.
  • The return of casseroles, fondue, and heavier red wines.

Do you agree with me, and are therefore correct? Or do you have a different, inferior, opinion?