Autumn is in the air

Kharkov is exceptionally beautiful and exciting in the fall. Yellow leaves litter the sidewalks like shining pieces of gold. The air has a frosty little nip in it to remind you of what's coming. Sometimes the sky is heavy, dull, and gray, sometimes it's bright and blue and takes you back to the bygone days of summer. The sun occasionally breaks through the clouds in a glare so fierce I have to lower the blinds in my kitchen. The street vendors seem to be closing earlier and/or moving their wares inside. People walk a little faster and their children are already bundled up in winter hats and coats. The forests are filled with picnicking families, bonfires, and young couples. I feel so lucky to experience this season here!