The first day of autumn here in Sydney is March 1. I look forward to autumn the way people look forward to Christmas. I always expect to wake up to cold mornings and frost, but it never happens. Autumn may “start” on 1 March, but it stays summer well into April. But now we’re at the edge of April… and autumn is starting to peek through. Continue reading “Gettin’ crisp”
The nights are coming earlier and getting cooler. Most nights, we actually need a blanket. There aren’t many leaves to tromp around in, but you can smell a crisp change in the mornings and evenings. The seasons are changing, and I couldn’t be happier.
Even if it’s not the holiday season and pumpkin flavoured everything isn’t being shoved in my face from every direction, Autumn is still my favourite.
I like the feeling of layering up against the elements. I love breathing in that first cold breath in the morning.
It’s time for my second Autumn in Sydney. Time to celebrate Joel’s birthday. Time to recalibrate after a draining summer. But most importantly, it’s time to wash the storage smell out of the winter blankets.
Seriously. Put blankets in one of those vaccumn seal bags for a whole summer and they’ll come out smelling like feet.