It's been a long record hot summer in Korea. All of it has passed and fall is unraveling its essence in the air, the sky and my stomach. I've been hungry like I was feeding two people in one body.
There's an idiom(?) in Korean, "the sky is vast in autumn and so are the bellies of men" (something of that sort).
Enjoy this delicate weather because before you know it you're wearing a parka and wondering how winter came as you start counting down the months to spring. Welcome to four seasons!