Today is the second chilly day that makes me think Autumn is really approaching. And once again, I have forgotten to knit myself the big fluffy chunky knit blanket I have been promising myself since I learnt how to knit. But it’s ok, I have a big snuggly jumper (shop bought alas) to snuggle down with instead and I’m working on some fingerless gloves so I can be extra cozy when reading this Autumn and winter.
I love Autumn. I love the colours, and the admittedly aesthetic idea of curling up with a mug of tea, a book and reading by the light of a lamp. I don’t much like getting wet, but I love to listen to the sound of the rain as I’m whisked away to far off planets and distant realms and stories that start with once upon a time…
For me, Autumn is a season for re-reading old favourites, and chunky history books, and books on practical magic. It’s when I get to fall back into Persuasion, Emma and Peter Pan and other old favourites. This year, I plan to re-read the Six of Crows books and maybe the Alice series by Christina Henry.
Don’t get me wrong, I like reading new things, but I like to slow down a bit in Autumn. Maybe it’s because this is the first year I haven’t been scrambling back to school or uni so I’m just carrying on the lighter reading load habit (I say this, I’ll probably end up reading loads).
What do you love about Autumn? What’s your favourite book to curl under a blanket with apples with?