Autumn

Brighton in the Autumn

Autumn. Everything about autumn puts a smile on my face. Even the cold, soggy weather that embraces this fine country. I love packing away my shorts and t-shirts and digging out my jumpers, gloves and last years coat. Brighton is especially beautiful in autumn.

The summer crowds and tourists have begun to leave so that slowly the only ones left are the ones who live on this homely towns doorstep. Walking down the barren streets at night, the only light coming from the dim street lights above you. I love walking down to the beach in the middle of the night wrapped up in my favorite old coat and just watch the lapping waves, clearing my mind and relieving me of any stress life has put me under.

I have never been one for big cities personally. Going up to London gives my anxiety everything it needs to set me off. Im not sure but wherever in that massive city I am, the anxiety stays clinging to me, refusing to let go. But thats a story for another time.

I cant think of anything nicer personally than sitting in the window seat of my bedroom, re-reading the hunger games trilogy, or another Harry Potter I have almost got memorized, having a blanket wrapped around my waist and a mug of Heinz tomato soup sitting on a small table next to me. My current situation is sitting in the living room, watching the teen awards as the rain beats down and filling up this first post of my new blog.

Not many people love autumn/winter as much as they should in my opinion. Autumn is usually a time of mourning for those who prefer the hot weather, which i almost despise. For me there is a fine line between the lovely hot weather, the heat with the slight breeze that keeps you cool, and the aggonising heat that keeps you in a constant sweaty, over heated state of discomfort. But once again, I have gone of track.

I love sitting in the Pavilion park in the autumn on a bed of fallen leaves because if you get it just right, when the leaves are dry and crisp instead of soggy and frail, you can see everything from young children building little piles of leaves to throw themselves into, to old couples who have lived here for god knows who long, maybe reliving old memories.

This is all I have to say on the topic of autumn at the moment, here we haven't quite got to my autumn picture of fallen crisp leaves, but all i know is that the trees are turning more gold, red and bronze every day.