Walk for very good mood.

Walk increases to me mood at all seasons of the year. Especially I love an early autumn with gold leaves. When foliage rustles under legs, and in air special autumn aroma. But this wonderful period at us already passed. I now in the village in the Far East.
The thirtieth on September (30) there was the first snow. Snowflakes flew and thawed, hardly concerning the earth. More snow was not, days stand solar and good. The cat is, however, dissatisfied with a cold snap.
Though with pleasure drives rare autumn leaflets on the ground. They so invitingly rustle.
Small ranetka and bird cherry still keep. In the winter they will peck birds. Arrive by the whole packs. There is a lot of bird cherry, in the spring all streets in bloom.
It is possible to walk near the house, on streets and in the forest. In the forest this year it is uncomfortable, the bear roams. Even not so: a she-bear with bear cubs. At the beginning of summer the she-bear brought the bear cubs on the hill in the regional center (about it wrote in local media) to regale on a fresh grass. Locals it (was so written) drove away them noise. Well and we have in vicinities this year bears. The acquaintance went to fish to the small river, saw very from far away. Cleared out (literally) and left on are big from there. I personally did not see.
What is interesting, people speak about bears much, but almost all go berry-picking. This year there was many both a wild strawberry, and blueberry, and cowberry. And we went. Unfortunately, did not photograph blueberry. It is very beautiful on the bushes. At us grows in thickets of a Labrador tea marsh here, and during a heat there is a stupefying aroma. Pleasant, a little resinous. But read why sometimes blueberry is called "drunkard". Not only because of color and ability to paint skin, namely because of the neighbourhood with a Labrador tea marsh. Medicative herb, but poisonous. As write, can stupefy. Perhaps therefore to me it was so good there.
Leaves flew, about a frost in the mornings. But the sky blue, deep, and the sun still heats. On joy to a cat.
I like to get warm in sunshine too. And sometimes I leave in the evening when darkens. Stars are such bright, and the sky seems boundless.