October and the trees are stripped bare of all they wear. What do I care?

(Me, Irina Voorhees, Julia Pchela, Kristina Boyko)

As soon as on the new sheet of calendar appears word 'October', in my head softly and thoughtfully, starts to sound old U2 song.  Such a simple and touching, it  characterized  this month the best. The keys in this song are similar to the the last glimpses of the warm sun, which soon will be hidden from us for the long winter months. October is intoxicating, makes us poetic and melancholic. The body falls into a trance and all that I want to do - just to admire the golden leaves, floating on the cooling waters of  my soul.