September and October... best months of the year. The best weather of the year (and I say that advisedly, being a Yorkshire native!). I've been out in my garden this morning in the sunshine (now weak enough not to burn me! yay!) planting bulbs to flower in the spring, and counting my blessings, which I realise is a rather trite phrase but it's been a hard few months for me one way and another, and I'm getting to the point where stuff is getting resolved and left behind and I'm feeling happy and positive.
This time of year is always good for me. I can go out without fear of burning in the summer sun, and walking in the local woods as the leaves change colour and start to fall is lovely. I never feel the sense of the old year winding up and dying in autumn, more a sense of hopefullness. Planting next spring's flowers, and even watching the leaves fall and thinking that they'll be helping provide the nutrients for the woodlands to be beautiful again next year. And of course the seasonal food in autumn is some of the best there is, especially for fruit.
Work is also going really well for me at the moment - September marks the start of the new opera season at the theatre I work in - we're doing Madame Butterfly, Falstaff and Croesus. Butterfly especially is getting rave reviews and playing to packed houses, which is great. It bodes well for a really successful winter season for us, which is wonderful.
OK, I've finished eulogising! But I'm feeling happy and just wanted to spread it around a bit!