I’m getting my head around the fact in a few days time it’s going to be MARCH. I still feel like it’s the third week of January and yet the girls keep picking up Autumn leaves from the ground and pointing them turning on the trees when we are out on our walks. Whether we like it or not, it’s coming. The seasons are on the move, days shorter, mornings darker, nights cooler. Autumn is just around the corner.
Without a doubt one of the things I love most about living in this part of the world is the seasonal changes. You can feel the changes, not just see them, you can smell them. My very most favourite season of all is Autumn. I love everything to do with it. The colours. The weather. Easter. The slowing down. The preparation for the cold winter ahead. I adore it.
With the seasons changing I also love the constant reminder that life goes on. Whether we’re ready or not, it’s moving each and every day. Sure it was Spring when we last got a good nights sleep and it might be spring again before we have things sorted in that department, the days will keep turning and the seasons changing.
Summer 2011/12 will be remembered by me for it’s pathetically cool, wet weather. For having the fire on about 3 times too many in December! For washing hanging inside all the time, for endless sleepless nights, for the dryer on more than it should be and of course for some glorious days in between: on top of the highest mountain in Australia, long days in the hot sun poolside at EIEIO, or for long summery afternoons enjoyed in the cool shade of the trees in our lovely garden. So long summer, I hope that next year you have a long, hard think about the areas in which you didn’t perform so well namely in being HOT, and consistently so. But, more than all of that, I hope that the next time we meet that I am looking a whole lot fresher and well rested than I was this summer. It’s been, um, real. Later.
What’s your best 2011/12 summer memory?