I always have this love and hate relationship with September. As that, it means the summer is ending soon. There is nothing wrong with autumn. Just seeing the rain day make my mood down.
“Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of autumn. It was a Saturday in September. There would only be four. While, the clouds were high and the swallows would be here for another month. Or else before they left for the south before they returned again next summer.” ― Ali Smith