I went for a walk after work the other day, something I haven’t been doing enough of lately, but daylight savings doesn’t last forever - did you remember to turn your clock back? - so this past week I’ve made an effort to set foot outside my door and wander into the bushland that surrounds my home before it gets too dark to do so.
Things have changed. Colours are turning. Everything is just a little crispy underfoot, indeed I think there was a light frost one morning, still lingering when I went outside to get the paper.
My autumn starts when the cockatoos and corellas, crimson rosellas and rainbow lorikeets invade my garden and feast upon the tree in my front yard. They destroy it, the blighters. We raked up five garden bags of leaves and little branches and the husks of the seeds they devour. And then had to do it all again. And like that, they’re gone. And the weather turns.
It reminds you that change is good
Summer was a little relentless this year, the hottest summer on record. It’s taken its toll on me. I feel drained. All it’s taken is a couple of cold mornings and I’m feeling a little more alive. The wind has come in and blown away the cobwebs. Time for a fresh start. Autumn reminds you that change will happen, whether you want it to or not, and it’s how you look at it that matters. I love noting the changes in my neighbourhood, the colour of trees, the smell of open fires, how things you see every day are in constant flux. In spring I wait for the first yellow signs of the wattles blooming, now it’s the turn of the reds and browns. It’s a cycle that is comforting and exciting all at the same time.
It’s cool enough to do stuff again
There’s a fair bit on
It’s the perfect season to prepare you for winter
Is there anything better than a Saturday afternoon on a sideline somewhere? Blue skies, a crisp breeze, your favourite team on display. An egg and bacon roll, a sausage sandwich, a coffee. The first couple of Brumbies games were t-shirt and shorts weather, their next home game against the Lions on April 13 might be a different story. But we’ve all been waiting for an excuse to get the beanie out. We’ve been blessed this year too, with the Raiders having plenty of afternoon games throughout the season. Could be serendipitous that we have, or perhaps it’s just that the rest of the NRL doesn’t like the cold in Canberra.