Autumn is easily my favourite time of the year. The days have cooled down, the leaves have turned, and the world is busy preparing herself for winter. There’s something magical about the clear brisk days, the golden misty mornings, everything is more atmospheric, the first smell of the wood stove or the fire place, the first frost, crisp cold morning air. School has started, and there’s a sense of newness around, even though the season is the precursor for winter. I’ve never known anyone yet who doesn’t suffer a certain restlessness when autumn rolls around… There are leaves to kick and jump into, bonfire to make and pumpkin to carve. We’re eight years old again and anything is possible.
What is your favourite thing about autumn?
