Yes, I stare wide-eyed at the changing colours and breathe ‘wow, isn’t it all so beautiful’ like everyone else. But inside my heart is sinking. I like heat. I like holidays. I like everything being beautiful, green and alive. I’m not a fan of everything getting all...dull. Brown. Dead.
So once March left me (which is excused from my autumn hatred by being my birthday month) I was less than impressed.
However, after some careful consideration, I have decided that this year is going to be different. I am going to love autumn like it was my own long-lost family member. Like it was my own mother god damn it.
And it hasn’t been as hard as I thought. As I have often said on this blog, google has the answer to everything. And so I googled ‘things to love about autumn’ and got pages and pages of reasons. After reading through them, how realised how fantastic this time of year could be if only I celebrated all of things wonderful things that it brought, rather than just the approaching winter.
And really, once I got my own list going, how could I do anything but love it?
Autumn means comfort foods, soups, lots of vegetables, ciders, tights, warm drinks around a fireside, cardigans, glorious scenes of red, orange and yellow, slippers, leaves to crunch in and crisp mornings.
And so in my first celebration of autumn I got my friend to help me collect a big pile of leaves to jump in. It was so much fun that I am going to get a bigger group together to do this again soon.
I have also decided to host an autumn get-together in two weekends (my apartment is too small to ever host a party) to celebrate all things autumn. And heck, maybe even celebrate the approaching winter. Maybe. There’s only so much positive that one girl has.