The Seine and the Eiffel Tower in the Sunset by Henri Rousseau
I started this blog in summer with the idea of “new season, new blog.” Now, I leave one full season behind and welcome another one here. I feel so grateful.
Winds are getting breezier with each passing day. Water makes its presence more noticeable. In the fruit and vegetable aisles, colors have started to change. At coffee shops, I hear people saying more often: “We’re not really in the mood for something cold anymore.” And yes—a jacket over a striped blouse finally feels like a good idea.
We left behind a long and—at least for me—very impactful summer. Every season has its own personality, yet everyone has a favorite. For me, it’s the early days of autumn and the last week of December. You can feel the transition: from hot to cool, from dry to wet, from vivid to brownish shades, from fruity to cinnamon notes in the air. 🧥☕️🌂🎐
It’s incredible how quickly we adapt, even though only 24 hours separate the last day of August from the first day of September.
This summer was extremely hot, so now we know how precious it is to feel a little cold again. We had spring to prepare for summer, we had summer to prepare for what’s next. And now, we embrace autumn to get ready for—and enjoy—the winter.
I love this harmony: trees shedding their leaves, pavements turning darker after gentle rains, the aroma of hot coffee, picking my favorite socks to add comfort to my home, and of course, waiting for the many ways pumpkin will appear on the table.
I am deeply thankful: thankful for witnessing another transition in nature, thankful for the goosebumps a breeze leaves on my skin, thankful for teary eyes caused by strong winds, thankful for damp hair from a soft rain.
Grateful for everything that makes me feel alive, human, and reminds me that I am also a biodegradable part of this whole ceremony.
And while I embrace this poetic rhythm of nature, I also enjoy the simple, practical ways the seasons linger in our daily life.
A side note: even though we leave summer behind, summer will live on in our fridges and jars. So, in a way, summer never truly ends. 🪷
If you ever read this—how was your summer? How are the first weeks of autumn treating you? Share your favorite autumn ritual with me, I’d love to hear it!
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