So intense, the colours, the smells, the memories.
Such a poetic time of the year.
And busy too as people prepare for winter's goodies, long nights, short bright days, short dull days, rain and snow on the mountains round about.
We have a new load of firewood coming this weekend.
Heating with wood certainly attaches you to the passing seasons in a way that no electric or gas heater ever could.
The wood splitting and stacking, the kindling gathering, the paper scrunching, the fire tending so that it burns bright and clear, not slowly and smokily.
Hope your late season is making memories, whether it's autumn or spring in your neck of the woods.