Autumn Leaves

I love the oncoming Autumnal weather, especially now I don’t live in a city. Sure, in a city it was great to run from shop to shop in the rain. Going from heated room, to the cold freshening chill outside, walking down roads basking in the strangely warming orange glow of the streetlights. It feels different living near the countryside though. It’s like I should have a roaring fire behind me, but I don’t. I don’t even have a fireplace. Strangely though, that doesn’t matter. I can look out the French doors/windows at the garden covered in rain water, with each leaf twinkling in the light coming from my warm house. I can look out from the upstairs windows at the fields looking a healthy green, recovered from their summer greyness, and at the local-footballers practicing in mid-week drizzle highlighted by brilliant white floodlights. It’s cozy, and strangely Christmassy.

Suddenly the seasons seem to have more of an impact now I’m out of a city. The reason for this little rant? I had sat down to write about something, but was distracted by two robins jumping from watering can to plant, to bicycle, to tree around my garden. Attracted by the sight of their brilliant red standing on the little grey wall in the garden, it suddenly hit me – the nights are drawing in. But I don’t care. I’m sat in my snug, well-lit house with the perfect soundtrack – Autumn Leaves.