Due to the last few weeks events I've been lying low and taking it easy. So on Sunday we rolled out of bed, wrapped up and decided to head to the woods. There's nothing more magical and reinvigorating than romping round the woods, cosy warm with coffees in hand. Autumn is by far my favourite season; the air is full of change and as sleepy summer is slowly shrugged off, colours burst from the trees. The days are crisp, cool and sunny, the fashion is better with chunky knits and ankle boots, and the excitement of –dare I say it – Christmas is oh so near. As the nights draw in, it signals the celebration of my boy's arrival to this world and how far I have come as a mama and a person.
We left the woods with smiles on our faces and an unpleasant hitchhiker A.K.A a tick *shudders*. So here are a few fuzzy iPhone pics of low lighting, leaves and F's favourite sticks.
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