20 Of My Favourite Autumn Quotes

As you may know if you have been keeping track of my blog, I love autumn. It is by far my favourite season. There are no words to explain how this time of year makes me feel. And I especially love October, which is the pinnacle of the autumn season. The month is packed full of my favourite things; my son’s birthday, the smell of woodsmoke, the golden fire in the trees, the falling leaves. And, of course, the jewel of the autumn season – Halloween. 

I have to admit, everything post-Halloween pales into insignificance until Christmas, and November almost gets forgotten. But it is technically still autumn, and did I mention how much I love autumn?

Of course, I’m not the only one, as I found recently while searching the internet for quotes to post on my Facebook page. There are so many literary quotes out there that capture the beauty of the season perfectly. And so, instead of finding my own words to describe how wonderful autumn is, I’m going to give you 20 of my favourite quotes.

  1. “No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace, as I have seen in one autumnal face.” — John Donne
  2. “Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.” — Unknown
  3. “I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.” — Lee Maynard
  4. “How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” — John Burroughs
  5. “Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birds and calmness, year’s end and day’s beginnings.” — Terri Guillemets
  6. “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald 
  7. “I can smell autumn dancing in the breeze. The sweet chill of pumpkin and crisp sunburnt leaves.” — Unknown
  8. “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” — L.M. Montgomery 
  9. “Autumn… the year’s last, loveliest smile.” — William Cullen Bryant
  10. “And all at once, summer collapsed into fall…” — Oscar Wilde
  11. “My favorite color is October.” — Unknown
  12. “Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” — Albert Camus
  13. “If a year was tucked inside of a clock, then Autumn would be the magic hour.” — Victoria Erickson
  14. “Autumn is my time. I am the most radiant and full of energy when the leaves are falling and there is a ghost of change in the air.” — Unknown
  15. “And the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep and Autumn was awakened.” — Raquel Franco
  16. “There is magic in the night when pumpkins glow by moonlight.” — Unknown
  17. “Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.” — William Allingham
  18. “Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.” — Robert Browning
  19. “I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.” — Helen Hunt Jackson
  20. “It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.” — Sarah Addison Allen

TFI Friday!

A little harsh, maybe, but it kind of explains how my week has gone. Work is currently a swear word and this Friday couldn’t have come soon enough! I am looking forward to staying home, chilling out, drinking some wine, and watching box sets. I have recently subscribed to Netflix, four years behind everyone else (I certainly know how to move with the times!) and I’ve just finished watching season 1 of The Mist (based on the Stephen King novel). I’m now halfway through season 1 of Bates Motel, which I’m really enjoying. So I have a hot date with my TV this weekend. Wow, I really know how to live! 😉

Have a wonderful weekend! 💜

Happy October! #WeekendCoffeeShare

My #WeekendCoffeeShare this week is actually going to be a #WeekendTeaShare, in my case anyway, although I can offer coffee if you prefer, or lemon tea, or even hot chocolate; I have a plethora of hot drink options to offer. The choice is yours. I myself will sip at this lovely cup of good ole Yorkshire Tea as I summarise the past five days.

I opened the week suffering from a bad cold, which rather surprised me as I am rarely ill. I started with a sore throat and runny nose on the Friday and snuffled my way through the day at work. Saturday was the same, which I anticipated, but I stocked up on cold and flu capsules and assumed I would be better by Sunday. Generally, I am only sick for around two days, which has been quite annoying in the past when I have considered milking an illness. You can’t really milk something that no longer exists! Well, some people can, but my inbuilt honesty won’t let me do that. This time, however, I woke on the Sunday morning feeling like death warmed up, and looking like it too! This continued well into the week, and even now I can still feel the remnants of the cold in my stuffy nose and slightly sore throat. I must be getting old. Either that or I’m just not looking after myself properly. I have been aware for a while that I need to exercise more. Since taking an office job last year, I basically sit on my backside for the majority of my life, which can’t be great for my health. That’s one for my to-do list; get off my arse and do something!

I’ll think about it, anyway.

Today is the first day of October, which I am excited about. I love October. I’m not really sure what exactly I love about it. The vibrant reds and golds in the trees. The fallen leaves. Being able to wear snuggly jumpers and put the central heating on without looking odd. Halloween. A reason for the weather to be crappy. Hot chocolate and stews. My son’s birthday. Spending 15 minutes defrosting the car before work each morning.

Okay, not the last one.

For the past two years, I have enjoyed a holiday in October; Cyprus in 2015 and Crete last year. This year, I unfortunately couldn’t afford it. Previously, my son was in primary school, and his head teacher was fairly lenient around holidays in term time, as long as your child’s attendance was good. However, now he is at high school, all of this has changed, and holidays during term time are unquestionably NOT ALLOWED. So we will have to wait until I win the lottery or something.

Apart from holidays, I am also a big fan of Halloween. I love the whole idea of it more than I actually love the actual day, because it inevitably rains. I love buying pumpkins and attempting to carve (destroy) them. I love decorating the house with fake spiders webs and Keep Out signs. I love seeing the kids out trick-or-treating, even though, as I mentioned above, it’s usually in the rain. Sometimes, I even love to dress up and go out with my best friend Michelle. Not this year, unfortunately, but I’m still looking forward to Halloween. I dream of hosting a fancy dress party, but my natural aversion to people has so far prevented me from getting any further than searching up Halloween on Pinterest.

Anyway, I digress. My week has mainly involved me being ill, and work being the same old, same old. As of tomorrow, we will be out in the main office with the recruiters instead of hidden away in our own little Team Accounts room. Apparently we don’t mix enough with everybody else, hence us being uprooted. I find it extremely unfair, but that’s mainly because I like hiding away from the crowds. This coming week is going to be an eye-opener! 

I’ll keep you posted. 💜

September #WeekendCoffeeShare

If we were having coffee this morning, I’d actually be drinking tea. I’m not much of a coffee drinker. I’d like to be, as I adore the smell and the flavour, but it doesn’t really agree with me when I drink it. I think it’s the caffeine, and drinking de-caff seems like a cop-out. So I stick to tea, like a good Brit. You? I can offer you tea or coffee, or green tea with lemon, which I just can’t get on board with. The choice is yours.

So today, as we are sipping on our tea/coffee/whatever, we will be talking about September, and how we can already feel autumn in the air. It is one of those crisply cool mornings that I always love so much about autumn; blue skies, warm socks, breath pluming in the chilled air. Condensation on the car windows, although this I’m just imagining. I am planning on hibernating today and won’t be using the car, which went in for its MOT yesterday and eventually passed, after some tinkering and a bill total that I could have done without.

Anyway, let’s talk about September, and autumn. Autumn is definitely my favourite season. I’m not sure why. I think it’s a combination of things. Not having to make the effort anymore to look cool, casual, and summery. Being able to wearing coats and boots and scarves in the rain and not develop a sweat because it’s too damn hot. This, for me, is a particular bugbear. I have very weather sensitive hair and will cover it with a hooded coat at the slightest threat of rain or moisture in the air, basically because I am very fussy when it comes to my hair. But when it is also a warm summers day, albeit rainy, you tend to get some funny looks whilst hiding under a hood, as well as showing signs of heat rage because it’s just too warm. Okay, maybe it’s just me, but I’m sure you get the gist of what I’m saying. I like the slightly cooler weather. I like wearing thick socks and scarves, and I like crisp mornings. I like pumpkins and the smell of bonfires, and I like making casseroles and stews for dinner. I love Halloween. Fireworks, I can take or leave, as I spend too much time dwelling on the effect they have on animals. 

Mostly, I love the colours of autumn. The reds and the golds, the leaves crunching underfoot, and the explosion of different colours in the trees. 


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What about you? What is your favourite season? Would you like more tea/coffee/whatever?

This September is an important month for my small family, as my son starts high school next week. I’m sure I’ve mentioned it previously; if not, now you know. I’ve been vaguely worrying about it for a while, with a sense of nostalgia and a feeling that there are some things you can’t get back, no matter how much you wish for them. Like my little boy, who loved and needed his mum. Ryan still loves and needs me, but he is swiftly heading towards teenager-dom and puberty, craving independence whilst still shackled to embarrassing parents (me, apparently!) Most of the time, he communicates through grunts and shrugs, which is highly irritating, but which I am trying to ignore. We all go through this stage; I know I did, so I can’t really chastise him for the same thing I inflicted on my parents. 

So this September for me brings new beginnings for my son, fresh starts at work as colleagues leave and open up opportunities for others, along with cooler weather, hot and cosy comfort food, Christmas making an appearance on supermarket shelves, and falling leaves. Bring it all on; I’m ready. 😊