As the nights draw in, so the temperature gradient steepens. It gets cold, particularly at ground level.
I notice this tonal shift while walking my familiar paths in the valley.
Autumn arrives with splashes of colour and breath you can feel as you inhale the nutty brown aroma.
I also see a shift in my emotions as I open up to new possibilities and things that I may have hidden for a long time.
Not all of it is comfortable, yet all of it is real.
It’s the way things are, and we are better off naming them than burying them.