Autumn, there’s nothing like it. That Keats fella was really on to something!
I love taking in the burgundy and golden hues of the turning leaves and the crackling sound as they fall to the floor and are trodden under-foot. I turn child like; shivers rush down my spine and I get sudden urges to run and splash around.
Then, as the evenings begin to draw in, I just breathe in the thick smoky air that now holds enough chill so as I need to wrap a scarf around and zip up my coat but it doesn’t penetrate my bones.
This is most definitely my favourite time of the year. It’s the best for walks on the South Downs, the best for stargazing down at Chichester Harbour and the best for snuggling up with a cup of steaming tea and a fleecy blanket to read a good book.
If anything inspires the Chichester Copywriter it’s those autumn senses; the glow, the cool, moist, smoky air, crackling fires and gut-rumbling fireworks. I love it when I can pull my jumpers out, layer myself with brightly coloured scarves and find a good, old fashioned bonfire night and fireworks display.
I have already been to Selsey Fireworks this year, which were set to fabulous showy music from the James Bond films. Pete and I wrapped up extra warm, got some toasted marshmallows and roasted chestnuts and were set for the ultimate in autumn evenings. We watched as the bonfire sizzled and sent shadows dancing across the field and sparks flitted through the cool air.
Then come the fireworks; a cacophony of colour and sound that illuminate the sky and reverberate off the landscape. As rockets shoot sky-ward the young and old wait in anticipation for the gentle thud in their stomachs then a darkness that fills with glitter.
Still not convinced of the sheer wonder of autumn? I urge you to just take a step outside and go for a walk. Feel the warmth of the sun on your back and watch as the leaves glisten or breath in that earthy smell and enjoy trampling on the undisturbed fallen leaves.