These shots were taken while England was still basking in the heat of the Indian summer and I lost whole afternoons tooling around London town with my sun hat and camera.
I don't know how, but Autumn passed me by in the rustle of a leaf. I swore I had it, but before I could say "pumpkin spice latte", it was gone ;)
Now here I find myself staring at the ass end of November and the mercury has sunk to below 8°.
Frozen fingers and bottle-warmed beds are now the flavour of the day.
I've got a thirst on for thick wooly tights, Christmas get-togethers, tree decorating with Vince Guaraldi band and much anticipated dustings of snow powder. Also I'm making mental notes to stock up on mulled wine and gingerbread ingredients and surviving the winter months via self-induced food coma!
The season is almost upon us, friends, and it has a habit of keeping things sweet and light.
I hope yours is a happy one x