All Change

Summer ending. Days getting shorter. The return of coats: suede, denim, tweed, wool. The anticipation of wood-smoke. Damp mornings. Crisp air and sunlight through thinning trees. More trousers: tartan, velvet, linen. Layers. Evenings spent inside cooking rather than reveling in the last of the light. This year the move towards autumn feels particularly acute. Unsurprising, given the last few months’ endless offerings of sun and heat and bare-legged antics. Now, sitting at my laptop and staring out of the window at the blank, grey sky, those very recent days of uncomfortable heat – days where I worked from home in cotton shorts and a sports bra because...