Something magical happens in September. I often wonder if it’s nature preparing us for the coming months, easing us slowly into winter and smoothing the transition by distracting us with a display of colour and vibrancy.
There’s always a weekend in September, and the date does vary, where everything calmly, subtly but surely shifts and all of a sudden, we’re hurtling downhill towards the autumn.
Reds, oranges, yellows and browns creep in over the previously luscious green coated landscape.
Shining little gemstones of fruit spring out of the hedgerows, signalling the end of the summer and the beginning of the harvest season.
Gleaming berries, nuts and seeds start forming on branches, and glowing bronzed conkers glisten through the undergrowth.
The remaining green leaves seem to get a little darker as the others start to turn brighter shades, shining with a satin finish to accent their fruit.
The days are already shortening with darkness beginning to creep in a little earlier than planned.
It’s the perfect time of year to get out and explore, and definitely worth making the most of the daylight before it becomes scarce again.
It may be getting cooler, and darker, but it’s also getting more and more beautiful by the day!