I guess I thought I’d be a little more jaded by my fifth Western Hemisphere autumn, but it shocks me still – the way the colour jumps out of the trees and yells on cue like at a surprise birthday party.
And then the way that surprise-party energy wicks into you as you walk through the forest, til you’re beaming like the birthday girl because that’s how happy the light and the aromatic air and the crunch underfoot make you.
Man it’s lovely.
I’ve taken you and the Man to this forest before, remember? This time I went alone and chanced upon these two hilarious little characters. They were perfect afternoon company.