Autumnal Euphoria.

I love this time of year, the crisp autumnal mornings, the rich tapestry of colours in the trees whilst kicking through the leaves amidst a plethora of birdsong, uninhibited by the inane squawk of the seagulls that once circled the skies above. I try to soak as much up as possible as autumn is the precursor for winter, although winter can hold some beauty, it is somehow masked now by the mild, wet and windy turmoil and endless overcast days that cloud your well-being and drown your ambition. There hasn’t been a descent snowfall in 12 years, every year the rivers would freeze and our landscape would be transformed, snow covered, silent and serene for days into weeks, a tranquility lost.

I always hold hope that things will reverse, nature will stabilise, but I am not necessarily the kind of person who thinks of his glass as half full, more like double the size it needs to be. So as the financial crisis takes it’s grip and the world dissolves into chaos, I will be seeking moments of calm and quietness all the more.

1 comment October 9th, 2008