The nights draw in and the cold crisp mornings call for extended pyjama wearing and ‘duvet days’.
The landscape is ignited with hues of yellow, orange and red; trees look ablaze.
We splash in puddles, squelch in mud and dive into enormous piles of crunchy leaves.
We collect natures treasures of conkers, acorns, pine cones and blackberries.
Pumpkins glow and fireworks blow; it’s time for fun festivals and fragrant foods.
We come in from the cold and wrap ourselves in blankets; snuggled together, we sip our homemade soup.
The house is filled with the smell of hot apples, bakes, cakes, cinnamon and pine.
And we swap stories whilst amongst a honey golden glow of candlelight at bedtime.
When it’s autumn.