Can you feel it?
It’s as if the world senses it’s almost time to put the year to bed, that twilight feeling of seasons moving. A time when mist mingles with wood smoke to cocoon all in a duvet of memory.
Let the crispness of air drive you inside, where the smell of fresh-baked food wakes your senses with a thirst for comfort. Light the fire, and let its glow spread round your home with the flicker of candles.
Bolt the door and shutter the windows. Banish the dark and cold. Leave them with the remnants of the year past. Cast off that of you which has died and rejoice for that which is yet to come!