Autumn feelings...

Last Saturday Monsieur and I went for a walk in Wisley Gardens. I needed to get away from the computer, get out, see nature and switch off for a while. I deliberately didn't take my camera as I didn't want to fall into the "trap" of "well, I've carried it all the way, now I really ought to take lots of pictures for my blog". I wanted to just enjoy the moment and soak up some fresh air.  

Autumn is a kind of quiet time for me. The clocks going back and days getting shorter fill me with a sort of melancholy and I tend to lose a little of my 'get-up-and-go' along the way. I seem to fall into a brooding mood, questioning everything I do, where I am and wondering where I'm heading. Small niggles are magnified by the early arrival of evening darkness and the inspiration which seems to come so easy in Spring and Summer is slowly seeping away.

It will come back, I'm sure of that, but I need to adjust to the dark season first. I need to accept the slower pace of it all and try and find ways to harvest the good things about this time of the year and turn them into something uplifting. Not the easiest thing for somebody like me who is a natural worrier and tends to be overly critical of everything I do, but little things like this carpet of coloured leaves do help. One of the very few pics I took on Saturday - on my iPhone, maybe I still didn't switch off completely...

Autumn leaves