Like many, my favourite season is autumn. I love the colours of browning leaves, the thought of colder weather to come. Fire places, hot cocoa and blankets.
However I live in Brisbane and the autumn here is much different to the autumn everywhere else. It’s still hot here. Sometimes unbearably so.
As I child I grew up loving the heat. You can play all year round here. I fell in love with autumn and winter through my love of reading. It was one set of books in particular “Holywell Stables” and “Riders” by Samantha Alexander. Romantically hoping I’d spend my days riding horse with a cute boy and my best friend.
I must admit, I read those books for the first time while sitting at the beach during summer with my granma.
The reality of British weather is very very different. It’s miserable. I know, I lived it for almost 10 years. Except autumn. It’s magical. Beautiful. The colours are perfect, the cold dry mornings, mixed with rainy days and afternoons are just how I’d imagined them. We were lucky enough to have a fire to sit beside as well.
A cold, crisp morning (even if it’s raining) is my favourite. It makes you feel alive and although I’m not chasing horses like I dreamed I am chasing kids and I also got the cute fella.