‘I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.’ – L.M. Montgomery October is here, bringing wild autumnal winds and tumultuous rainstorms, raindrops bouncing off pavements, dripping from trees and running down necks. The October skies outside my window are glowering and grey, shot through with occasional rays of sunshine: illuminating the
“I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know… The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.” – Tove Jansson Year after year I revisit Tove Jansson’s words at the end of the summer, as
This post is in collaboration with Visit Skåne who covered our flights, accommodation and expenses for this trip. All thoughts, opinions and images are, as ever, my own. If I close my eyes, I’m back in the limpid water, so clear that I can see crabs scuttling along the seabed, so deliciously cool that submerging my
Take me back to the misty clifftop dotted with bobbing pink blooms, where the wind whipped my face with salt, and the waves crashed down against the jagged rocks below.