I love this time of year. The slightly melancholy feeling that accompanies the end of summer.
We’re moving towards the time of changing leaves and clocks, layering clothes, scarves, boots, hot chocolate, dark evenings, fireworks. The countdown to Christmas.
We went for one last summer outing last week: a walk in a nature reserve. The #nofilterneeded blue skies contrasting with the first hints of redness in the trees, the warmth of the sun and coolness of the shadows; a truly beautiful day.
He ran back along the path to cuddle his favourite wooden signpost. He ooh’d with excitement while playing in a den we discovered in the woods. We turned over rotten logs in search of creepy crawlies. He danced and laughed and played.
This is the life. Who needs fancy holidays when you have days like this?