This Time of Year

I love this time of year. The cold crispness on starry nights and the halo of ice crystals around the Moon or the cold dampness after a cleansing rainfall. The idea and joy of life as everything is dying as winter approaches. There is a magical feeling to it. The cycle of life as the leaves fall to eventually create the rich humous from which new life will blossom. As a teenager, we used to go camping for Bonfire Night down by the Humber near Goole. It was damp, misty and cold but magical. I have an abiding memory of how that felt that can be triggered into full sense at anytime. The colours of autumn are unique and to be treasured. As I said above, the feeling of being alive while watching the gradual cycle of death and decay soon to be followed by the emptiness of winter and then the emergence of new life in the spring. Love it!

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