Point de vol d’hirondelles ici, ou de feuilles qui tombent des arbres, ni de couleurs chatoyantes dans la nature… La meme et eternelle saison qui continue, chaude, humide et sans surprise… Il fait bon de ce cote de la planete, mais j’aimerais parfois sentir la fraicheur des matins d’automne en ouvrant ma fenetre… Un peu comme Holly Becker du blog Decor 8 dont je vous fais partager ces quelques lignes:
It is turning into Autumn now… is this happening where you live too? The crisp weather, cool evenings, a most beautiful and fresh scent in the air (so hard to put into words, but do you know what I mean?), Autumn is my favorite season. Leather coats and knee socks, sign me up! The air is different from Spring fresh air, Fall air has these lovely almost sharp notes of autumn things — fruits and even tart rustic notes. The air is like diving into a huge leaf pile — only sprinkled with cinnamon and nutmeg and tossed with baked apples — one that you leap into over and over again burying your nose in the crunchy, colorful layers… that smell, it’s intoxicating. Autumn is both bitter and sweet, and I just love it. I could never live without four seasons, even during the hardest days of winter I never long to be a southern girl again. Fall is worth those cold months that follow, it’s so worth it. If you love this season and are also preparing for it, welcoming it with great pleasure, then you have a kindred spirit in me. I have the fever, too.