Autumn. It awesome.

My typographical calendar and felt acorns from notonthehighstreet.com

There’s something unexpectedly comforting about walking home through drizzly north London streets in October. It’s not especially cold, but it’s not warm either. It’s raining, but you’re not getting drenched, just a bit damp. There are leaves on the ground, but also on the trees. You know you’ll have a cup of tea when you get in. Maybe some chocolate.

It is autumn.

There’s something comforting about autumn, but also exciting. It’s time to get out the blankets, mittens, hats, jumpers, casserole dishes and crumble recipes. It’s time for evenings spent reading, watching films and having people over rather than going out. It’s time to light candles, take hot baths and get cosy.

Now that bright, dazzling, exposing, extroverted summer is over, autumn brings out my introversion, accepts it and allows it to thrive. There are fewer barbeques, parties, evening drinks, picnics — there are even fewer daylight hours — so it’s safe to read, write, curl up and keep quiet.

That’s not to say autumn is all about being a hermit. Oh no. I think we’re drawn to connect in the colder months. We need human contact to sustain us when nature is so cruel. But it’s different. The groups are smaller. The gatherings are more intimate.

It’s a time of regeneration, of transition. So there’s contemplation, a shift in priorities. I, for one, am ready for it.

This time of year reminds me of two quotes:

“People are stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” – Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

The darkness is setting in, so I’m lighting candles, breathing deeply and revelling in whatever beauty I can find.

“Leaves become most beautiful when they’re about to die, when they’re about to fall from trees, when they’re about to dry up.” – Regina Spektor

Another one about finding the beauty of autumn. Here in London, the leaves have only just exploded into colour, and it’s a spectacular way to go.

Anyone feel similarly about autumn? Also, I started a Pinterest board for autumn. Check it out.

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October 21, 2012. Tags: , , , , , , . Jenny project. Leave a comment.

Summer sky

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At the end of a long day (in which I seem to have injured my foot), it’s so good to be on the Heath with summer sky, sushi and good company.

August 17, 2012. Tags: , , . Jenny project, life. Leave a comment.

Scooter Caffe

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Lovely sunny evening for a drink at the Scooter Caffe on Lower Marsh St.

August 15, 2012. Tags: , , . Jenny project, life. Leave a comment.

Plan B

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August 9, 2012. Tags: , , , , , . Jenny project, life. Leave a comment.

St Paul’s

 

A lovely weekend of friends, food and lovely London. Last night, we had a yummy meal in view of St Paul’s, one of my very favourite London landmarks, not only because of its elegant structure, but also its physical and emotional location.

August 6, 2012. Tags: , , , . Jenny project, life. Leave a comment.

Crespuscular!, or What Happened At The End Of May Influences A Sunday Afternoon In August

A couple of months ago, at the end of May, I took Dave to Barnes to experience the chai latte delights of Orange Pekoe. (It’s beautiful. Go.) On the train, we spotted a tower in the distance that neither of us recognised, and we made a mental note to go searching for it at some point and find out what it is.

Around the same time, we learnt a new word: crepuscular, which is the scientific word for ‘god rays’ – those beams of light that shine between clouds. Needless to say, crepuscular has been embraced big time. If I liked those shiny beamy rays before, I like them even more now they have an awesome name!

So. It took until yesterday to go looking for this tower. We cycled round (I was – reluctantly – on a Boris bike) and saw nothing. Too many big buildings not giving a clear enough view of the skyline. Dave was convinced it was near Victoria. I was convinced it was further west. Time went on. We rode along the river and suddenly, looking north, we saw it! Beautiful, red brick tower of dreams…

We cycled up. I dumped the Boris. We made the final journey on foot. As we approach, it looks like it might be an office block or flats or something boring. We get closer, gradually glimpsing more of this red brick. It’s HUGE.

Turns out we were searching for Westminster Cathedral all along. (Not Westminster Abbey. We know what that looks like.) And what a cathedral it is. Huge. Brilliant. Red. Weirdly timeless.

But all that searching and shimmying around the streets of London was all worth it, because we got there just as there was a break in services on a Sunday. Which meant we could actually go in without, you know, taking mass or something ridiculous. And inside? All kinds of crepuscular!

All up in the massive high ceiling, shining all over the mosaic ceiling and walls and beautiful cathedral.

If we hadn’t spotted it from the train, if we hadn’t found out about crepuscular (thanks, Internet), if we had arrived at any other time, it just wouldn’t have happened. And I’m SO GLAD IT DID!

The end.

August 22, 2011. Tags: , . Jenny project, life. Leave a comment.