I like this time of year: making the most of warm says and smelling the harvest. My garden is designed for late summer colour and at this time, I have the last flush of the bedding plants, late hydrangea, Hebe, dahlias, penstemon, daphne, hibiscus, to name a few.
The warm days and crisper nights are preferable to blazing June (have we all forgotten June) and July. I also like to watch the fattening plums, apples, pears, etc., and look forward to prepping them. Alongside the fruits, winter spuds, onions and beets.
The shops are summer tired now and the autumn collections are always refreshing and I look forward to the late September switch. Add in a switch to different, warming meals and away from barbecues and I like it.
I detest the obsession with Halloween and whilst I get through November and December with their darkndays, spurred on by twinkling lights and mulled wine, I struggle dreadfully with the dark misery of the first six weeks after Christmas meging into Lenten abstinence.
Hurrah for longer days and 5pm blue skies at the end of February.
February half terms marks a new beginning for me and I have always loved it.