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Vast blue skies that seem eternal, swift gusts of freezing wind, a radiant sun that burns cold, endless Cordilleras of dry leaves, and the warm and pungent smell of cinnamon and clove. Surely, when I think of all this wonderful things, my birthday doesn’t seem to come soon enough.
Being born on the last day of summer, it is no wonder that I love autumn so much. To me all these traits are symbols of happy days and contented hearts, from a warm slice of succulent pumpkin pie to an exciting and well anticipated Saturday match of college football, preferably between legendary rivals LSU Tigers vs. Florida Gators –me supporting the latter. In this –rather short– essay I am going to describe my favorite season of the year: autumn.
I was born in Mexico City and have lived here for the best part of 21 –almost 22– years. Now, any foreigner who has never set foot on Aztec soil may dream of warm semi desert weather and crystalline oceans kissing powdery white sand. However, Mexico City couldn’t be more far from that utopic dreamland scene. While rain is a condition constantly attributed to England, France, and the Olympic Peninsula, it is also a recurring guest in practically every scene of three out of four seasons: winter, spring –except for those rare and glorious 40 days of unbearable heat– and summer. Don’t get me wrong, I adore rain, I am –after all– an eternal romantic and a lover of Wellington boots. But there is an enrapturing charm to autumn that makes it, without a doubt, the best season of the year.
In autumn the sky is always blue and clouds are rare –if you do happen to see them you’ll notice they are cirrocumulus, or, as I normally call them, herds of sheep– because the wind is so strong it sweeps them away. And even though the sun is brighter than ever, bathing everything with an amber glow, the frigid air seeps through the several layers of clothing this season requires, getting under the skin until it reaches the bone –and don’t even get me started on burning nostrils! However, this is nothing a pair of arm warmers, a beanie and an infinity scarf can’t solve –yes, one of my favorite activities of the season is, in fact, knitting.
The warm embrace of an amber afternoon, the inviting smell of apples and spice, and the promise of a wonderful life, make of autumn the most romantic and heartwarming season.
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ABSTRACT: The autumn break is the first significant rainfall event of the winter growing season. Two definitions of the autumn break have been developed for northwestern Victoria; a so-called ideal break and a minimum rainfall condition for sowing a wheat crop termed a minimal break.