The last time I visited our summerhouse I had a weird feeling. It was kind of nostalgic. The summer is drifting away slowly and the first signs of autumn are pretty obvious. I’ve always felt good in autumn, for me it’s a cozy, calm and nostalgic time of the year. When my mom starts juicing apples and baking pumpkin pies I know it has come. The sun is different. It’s color is different, more yellow, more golden. And I really do love it. I love it because of layered clothing, warm cups of tea, cozy knitted scarfs, golden leafs all around, apple juice and pumpkin pies. My birthday is in Autumn. Do you like this season? Sheepy Me.