So, it is officially Autumn.
This is probably my favourite season.
The hay has been collected and is sat rolled in the fields I pass on my daily commute.
The leaves are about to start their dance of changing from green through, yellow, gold and russet before dropping and producing the most wonderful smell as they start to decompose.
The horse chestnuts are about to drop their bounty of conkers, ready for playground tussles.
The subtle change in light.
But it is also the herald of other things; the smell of coal fires, crisp frosty mornings, Halloween and Bonfire Night, then the light after the longest day that is Christmas and New Year celebrations that herald in longer days and the run-up to Spring and the start of new life and adventures.