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Hello September

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September to me is a transition month. We go from our long bright nights and the feeling of summer freedom to nights slowly getting more dark and a chill appears. It's not a gloomy month but it doesn't have the same pep in its step like July and August. 

It's a time of new beginnings, the trees slowly losing their leaves, the bare branches bedding in for the cold winter ahead. September is preparing for the long British chill that we seem to have for a much longer period than the warmth. 

I look forward for the arrival of Autumn that September slowly brings, it's my favourite season. There's so much beauty in it. I love the orange overtone that the fallen leaves bring. I love the misty mornings and in all honesty I enjoy the rain. It fascinates me. We don't question the giant in the skies tears when September comes along. We allow him to be a bit sad. 

Now September is here we are entering the tail end of the year, we are starting to think about Christmas and how the next year is only around the corner. 

September is the realisation of time, time that has passed and how quickly it's gone by. The realisation that life really does get away from us. It's a time where some of us wish it to slow down and some of us wish it to hurry up. 

So hello September I look forward to seeing what you bring.

Much love
Beth xx

bethsblog90@gmail.com 

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