A Fast Change.

Autumn came fast. Leaves turned colors up and down the streets i walk down day in and day out. Chillier breezes started picking up. Menus became more cozy. Days became shorter. And now all of the sudden it's seemingly winter. It starts getting dark at 4:30. All i want to eat is soup. All i want to do is curl up under a huge blanket. All i can think about is how soon christmas will rush to greet us all. It's become the time of year where everyone starts getting pensive, thinking about the year that's gone by. Where did autumn go so fast? It seemed like it just got here. I'm not ready for winter yet.

Autumn is here.

Autumn has officially arrived in london and trying to find leaves that turn color is a challenge. This is perhaps the thing i miss most about being at home at this time of year. On my walk from home to work i found a few trees that seemed to have changed just for me.

Home Is Where Your Orchard Is.

I love london. I'd even go so far as to say that i'm in love with london. But, no matter what city i'm in, i can never wait to get back home whenever it is that i'm going there. The other day my mom sent me a picture of apples from our orchard and excitedly told me about how she'd used them to make a huge batch of applesauce, and how our dog had rolled around in all the rotten apples that had fallen on the ground, and it made me yearn for autumn on the east coast. There's nothing like it, there's nothing that will ever compare to it. There will be new things, sure sure, but autumn in bucks county is one of the most glorious things there is. Leaves change from bright green to golds and reds, then fall on the ground and they crunch and swirl around your feet, the farms all advertise their apple cider, and orchards and pumpkin patches, your cheeks get rosy when you step outside for a walk, everything is warmer and cozier and home is homier.