Posted on June 4, 2014
Make way for crisp nights that make the tip of your nose cold.
The crunch of dry leaves underfoot.
Snuggling under the doona on a rainy Saturday morning not to resurface for many a deliciously warm moment.
An open fire.
An excuse to wear a ridiculous beanie with an even more ridiculously large pompom.
Wrapping cold fingers around a massive mug of my finest English Breakfast tea.