Here's a photo I snapped in mid-October last year at a local lake, so in a few weeks it will look like this where I live:
And it's pretty, right? Even downright beautiful. I'd think so too if I could see it the way you probably do. But I've never liked fall, so to me it looks lonely, even a bit sad. I do like many things that take place in the fall, but the cooler days, even cooler nights, and changing colors of leaves that most people adore all remind me that winter's on its way. And winter and I are not pals.
But this fall I'm choosing to focus on all the things I do love that take place in autumn. High school football games. A more scheduled schedule. Not smelling like a post-game football player after I walk my dog. Making homemade soups and stew. Baking with all that piled-up zucchini. Crunching into Honey Crisp apples. You get the idea. So even though it's fall, which I don't love, there's still much to love during the fall.
This is true of any thing, any time, any problem, any anything, don't you think? In the middle of something we don't love, there is still much to love.