It definitely feels like Autumn arrived in London today.
I woke up to darkness and had to wear a sweatshirt and jacket to work, for the first time in… well, as long as I can remember. I’m looking out my office window to some very dark grey skies and some really quite strong wind. There’s an umbrella in my backpack. I’m thinking of soup.
I’m planning to hold off on getting my winter clothes out of storage for a couple of weeks. But as I’m going to be in Scotland for a few days next month, I’ll definitely have to unpack my coats before I leave. I’m just not hardy enough to brave a Fife October without my Winter layers.
Seasons are a naturally occurring event and it’s madness to struggle against it. But more than the cold and wet and wind, the thing I’m most dreading is the darkness. Dark mornings, dark evenings. And very little light in between.
My hibernation mode is on the way…
