Autumn is the time for hiking.

Autumn, it's time for walking, do you doubt it?

Try, moving on a wheeled vehicle, to scatter and dive into an armful of fallen leaves that fly into the air like Christmas tinsel and smoothly, like birds, return to the ground.

Only by moving on foot can you absorb the smell of autumn and its quiet whisper, which is the conversation of fallen leaves among themselves.

Yes, they have something to talk about and share important experience, well, one leaf was growing on an aspen, and the other was holding tightly to an oak branch.

Also, this is the time for interesting finds, because autumn treasures are everywhere.

Here are a few dried marigolds and a fir cone, like gold in Aladdin's cave, waiting for the photographer to find them, or, simply, to see them passing by.

Only on foot, only along the paths laid by the autumn wind, which covers the asphalt with fallen leaves.

So far, that's it, I'll go further, walk and look for something new, interesting, and, of course, autumn.

Author @rikarivka