Be inspired by autumn before it disappears

Be inspired by autumn before it disappears

Is it just me or has this autumn been particularly spectacular? 

I am not a fan of the shorter days and the colder weather, but I can’t help but gasp at the beauty of the trees when out walking. But there isn’t long left to enjoy our richly coloured landscapes, so make sure to get outside as much as possible before all the gold, red, purple, brown and yellow leaves can only be seen under your feet and are then just a distant memory. 


Autumn has inspired so many poets and artists. 

One has to start with one of the most famous poems of all time, Keats’s Ode to Autumn, his line “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” used to make me want to scream, as I heard it read by a teacher just as autumn term was starting, and was upset to be trapped back in the classroom. 

Here you can hear it with a nice, mellow soundtrack and accompanied by some fancy photographs.


Much more my cup of tea is the way that David Hockney portrays the season. 

Our resident genius and ridiculously prolific artist shows autumn in all its glory, dialling up the colours so they dazzle. 

If you want to brighten up your day, should it happen to be a horribly drizzly one, I recommend googling Hockney’s autumn pictures and giving yourself a treat.


For the ultimate autumn soundtrack, nothing can beat The Moody Blues’ Forever Autumn. 

Now sing along with me: “Through autumns golden gown, we used to kick our way…” . This is also a great break-up song, should you want to wallow in the loss of someone who made the foolish mistake of leaving you.  


Talking of loss, autumn is all about it. 

The loss of sunlight, the loss of warmth, the loss of being able to wear sandals. Instead you get flu jabs, flooding and worst of all, Christmas crap and decorations appearing in the stores FAR TOO EARLY. 

But at least there are some decent Christmas ads. Talking of which, what do you think of the John Lewis one, reviewed here? It brought a tear to my eye anyway.

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