I love the sound of the rain softly against the window in the springtime

I love the sound of the rain softly against the window in the springtime, the broad grins of children walking down the street with bags full of candy in the fall, and lastly the soft brush of snow against your ear as if whispering to you. In what way am I supposed to think to pick my favorite season? Well, the excitement of getting to dress up, enjoy my time, have fun and listen to the leaves crunch underneath my feet is the most influential thing I have ever heard. When the evening falls the crisp cold air stings but seeing the lights at night really raises my spirit.I love to see people not only children but everyone to smile.
The season I adore is fall, the first reason I love fall is that of the alluring leaves. I love the spectacular colors and the crisp cool winds. The bright blue sky as if painted with the bright pastel blue.The loveliest russet color. The soft sting of the air as I inhale the unwilted breeze. I love the leaves and the air. Sometimes a little too much.I would at times love to live in the fresh fall but of course, I’m not supposed to do that. Lets transition to the first topic.