Autumn in Beijing is gorgeous: glorious sunshine, it's just the right temperature, the leaves turn that golden-red-brown colour and there's a feeling of relief after the horribly smoggy and humid summers.
But autumn in Beijing lasts about 2 weeks. And then it's ON with the relentless winter. FUN.
Anyway, so the other weekend, Dadbo and I undertook the task of de-pearing our pear tree. He was the adventurous one who climbed into the tree to reach up, past the spiders, to the highest pears. So my job was to catch the pears and decide if they were fit for consumption. So whilst I was standing around waiting for the next pear, I was struck by how beautiful autumn is. There was a slight chill in the air, the sun was shining and it was very peaceful. And there was that incredible mossy damp smell from all the flora of the summer.
Autumn makes me think of fruit from trees, blackberries, being able to wrap up warm but not getting that sting on your uncovered cheeks, rainbow trees, bonfires, that exciting first term of school, walking through leaves, Warminster Carnival and my birthday! And the song Zorbing, by Stornoway, reminds me of autumn.
I hope YOU, yes YOU, person reading this, have a lovely autumn too. :)
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I promise to have a lovely Autumn and become a loyal blog follower.
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