Aaaah Autumn. How I
have missed thee!
Waking up to cold
shoulders and toes outside the duvet. Dew kissed cobwebs which
suddenly seem to appear in every corner of the garden. Torrents of
rain, followed closely by a blazingly warm sun, tricking you into
shedding your coats and scarves before catching you unawares with
another icy cold shower.
Why is it that when
people try to think of their favourite season, they instantly feel
the need to choose between Summer and Winter? For me, Autumn has got
to be one of the most beautiful seasons of the year. Closely followed
by Spring ofcourse. It's those changeable months when you feel the
earth let out a sigh of relief from an exhaustingly hot summer, and
everything starts to slow down a little as mother nature begins to
put herself to bed, and settle down into a cold cold winter.
I've also been letting
out a similar sigh of relief lately. And I'm sure you've probably
noticed that things have been particularly quiet around these parts
as well as on my instagram. Y'know sometimes, things just get a bit
too hectic and it forces you to slow down, take stock and appreciate
the quiet time you may have inbetween the hum-drum day-to-day
neccessities. After all, this is what I created this blog for, to
help me appreciate the simpler things in life, and to learn to slow
down and truly understand what a 'homespun' lifestyle is.
So, I bet you're
wondering what I've been up to lately. Well, let me update you, shall
Mid-week days off have
been spent jumping on the bus up to my parents' house. They live in a
lovely little quiet village tucked just behind the crest of hill,
away from all the nearby town noise, and let me tell you...it's
lovely. I pottered around the village. I went to visit the girls in
the little hair salon (most of which I've known since I was knee-high
to a grasshopper). And I wandered through the church yard inspecting
the latest crop of blackberries, to assess their crumble
capabilities. And they certainly didn't disappoint.
I came home that day,
laiden down with blackberries. So much so, I had to freeze them in
two batches. Lucky for me, the Mr isn't too fond of blackberries
either, so I have been enjoying them on my porridge and in cakes for
many days now.
Alas, the rain has
struck with avengence. So out came the winter boots, to keep my feet
dry on the way to work, along with my rain coat and cloche hat. I'm
the kind of person that gets frustrated with toting an umbrella round
all the time. I would much rather tuck my hair up into a hat and
cower against the wind, than wrestle with spokes in my eyes any day.
I'm not sure if it's
because I've been living in Wales so long that makes me used to the
rain but, I don't seem to mind it so much any more. There's something
quite comforting about putting the kettle on as soon as I get into
the office, and watching it lash against my little shop window. Or
even walking home, knowing there's a hot chocolate and my pyjamas
waiting for me at the end.
The change in season
also means a change in fashion. This means, 'good post days' are
a-plenty at the moment. I love picking out knitwear, and little
dresses to pair with wooly tights and boots. Being a February baby, I
am definitely suited to the colder months. Not to mention catalogues
filled with spongeware goodies courtesy of Ms Bridgewater. My
Christmas list is going to be a good read this year.
And finally, I've begun
testing out recipes for Christmas hampers. I think the ladies at the
library think I must be crazy, checking out Christmas cookery books
mid-September. But, when you work in retail during the festive
period, everything needs to be planned out with military precision if
you don't want to be left panicked and frazzled on Christmas Eve just
as you're closing up shop, along with everyone else on your street.
And ofcourse, some
baking for myself was needed as well. This particularly tasty batch
of flapjacks was rustled up in ones PJ's (obviously) while still a
little soggy from walking home in the rain. They were then hastily
washed down with a bucket of tea, whilst watching an episode or two
of Barefoot Contessa (my other guilty pleasure), and it was absolute
I hope you're all
enjoying the changing Autumn months, and not fed up of the wind and
rain just yet.
A couple more exciting
things coming my way soon...
The winter duvet goes
on the bed this weekend.
Myself and the Mr have
booked a week off together, which begins on Monday.
And the heating goes on
the week after.
Yay! Simple things,