Today, joining the other lovely ladies who’ve been keeping my blog ticking over whilst I’m away in sunny Florida is the wonderful Chloe from Chloe Likes To Talk. Chloe is an amazing little lady who sends me gorgeous prezzies on my birthday, gives great advice and leaves me the best essay-style comments on my blog so I knew I had to ask her to share some of her words of wisdom here whilst I was away. Even though I’m scheduling this post before I head off to warmer climes, Autumn is nearly upon us and so I’ve asked Chloe to share with you her favourite things about Autumn. Here’s what she had to say…
Hi, my name is Chloe and I blog over at Chloe Likes To Talk. I like to talk too much, have questionable taste in TV, I consume more caffeine than any one person should and my sweet tooth will probably take over the world, one jelly bean at a time. Yes, that’s my mug shot below.
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Things I love about Autumn….. woah woah woah backtrack…. There’s a sentence I never thought I’d write.
In the autumn I tend to whinge. A lot. About the cold, the inevitable wet, the ever more present darkness, and for the last 5 years, the general requirement to upheave myself and my life to go back to studies somewhere or other. And still, of late, I find myself relishing the return of autumn, well- it’s not like we’ve had much of a summer now, is it?!
So what do I love about autumn? Well I live in the midst of tourist hell- bank holidays generally involve RUNNING home from work, locking the door and HIDING from the masses. Come the autumn, the people who drop their litter, their obnoxious children, their bad parking and their 4 abreast wandering across pavements, yeah- they all do one and go home, meaning the rest of us can get on with dental appointments, buying a loaf of bread and drinking cocktails in peace. But that’s just the start.
I also like to shop. Maybe you knew that already, but shopping winter clothes is just joyous. It’s sensual, it’s full of possibility, and an extra cardigan or jacket can ALWAYS be justified when it’s pouring rain and/or freezing cold. I also wear a dress soooo much better with nice cosy tights and boots than I do with strappy sandals.
Told you so…
But most of all, autumn brings me contentment, tinged with hope. A feeling that verges on indescribable, but that hits every year as the nights close in and the dreaded C word edges into view. A sense of comfort in new routines and a sense of building a future. I always thought this might pass as I moved out of full time education, but this year seems no different. We’re full force headed into September, and whilst I find myself floating- not in the ethereal sense either, between things, the feeling of a warm embrace is starting to edge over my shoulders. No, that’s not just my cardigan, before you say it. The familiarity of moving towards something- even if I don’t quite know what that something is going to be and the feeling that I know my place in the world, in my home, in my own life. And please, let us not forget the chai lattes and epic slippers…
