Finally, it's September.
All of a sudden, I noticed how nights became longer
Sun sets right before eight in the evening now.
And I am grasping
minutes of each day
knowing that soon enough my little corner of the world
will dive deeper into darkness.
Earlier this month,
I spent two nights at a traditional English cottage,
the one you would usually see in picture books
with exposed stone walls and wooden beams.
Tiny rooms and a small wood burner.
Rainy morning, home cooked breakfast,
turned into a cozy night by the fire.
Oh, how I love these first days of autumn.
When the time and the rest of the world with it
seems to deliberately slow down.
I am so happy to see that the majority of us
seem to like autumn here.
What is there not to love?
Nature colored in beautiful shades of red and gold.
The abundance of autumn fruits and vegetables,
apples, pears, pumpkins, carrots, just to name a few.
And the most exciting ones, in my opinion.
The warming spices, hot drinks
and the smell of freshly baked pies
permeating through the air.
I am tempted to buy an abundance of cozy blankets,
pumpkin shaped pillows and all sorts
of beautiful autumnal decor for my house.
But if I'm honest,
I have decided to mostly stay away from it this year.
I go to shops and see an abundance
of colorful autumn decor,
and it is so difficult to stop myself.
I have a fear of missing out or a belief that
if I do not decorate my house appropriately
and esthetically
I won't be able to truly express my love for Autumn
just like everybody else does.
But this year I decided to
keep it realistic or what is realistic to me.
It's not necessary to overspend
in order to enjoy the season.
And instead
what I want to do is fill my life with seasonal activities
and beautiful memories filled with cozy autumnal magic.
I discovered a tiny community apple orchard
close to my village last year.
It's a place where anyone can come and pick some apples,
but not that many people seem to know about it.
I find myself spending most of my time in solitude
in this tiny orchard, listening to birdsong
as I bite into the crisp, sweet fruit.
I took a few apples home to make an apple pie.
My most favorite one of all.
Although who am I kidding?
I love all pies equally,
but seasonal fillings are what excites me the most.
A simmer tart apples with
lots of cinnamon and some brown sugar,
which to me is all
I need to make the pie so delicious
and to make my house smell heavenly.
I will share the recipe in the description
and this one turned out really, really well
This season is beautiful and full of magic.
Every month something new, something wonderful occurs
that makes me fall in love with autumn more and more.
Warm summer evenings in September
under an early setting sun,
dreaming blissfully in the apple orchard,
Waking up early to a golden crisp
October morning, wrapped in the thickest blanket of fog
Watching last autumn leaves touch the earth
on a grey November day, as nature finally goes to sleep.
I am very impatient and overly excited
to see how these next few months unfold.
I am sure they will be magical.
Thank you for spending your time with me today
and I will see you next week.