Autumn is my season. It's the one I feel most at home with - I can layer-up my cardigans for cold-ish and damp-ish, I can warm myself up with cups of coffee, I can admire how things look in the sunlight without feeling too hot and exhausted, I can take endless photos of curly brown leaves contrasting lovelily with tarmac, and I can nestle under my crochet of an evening.
Is it autumn yet? Not really, but it is September now and that's a start.
