October again

I forgot how much I loved it. I'll say like everyone else: the colours of trees to match the soft late summer sunset and the smell of wet leaves. I love wearing knitted cardigans and and taking long walks in the evening. But most of all I love rain. Not a weak without a break, but sometimes. A sky so dark and heavy it seems you can touch it and a grey river pouring down from it. My perfect day is one that I waste drinking hot coco and reading a book or watching a semi-deep film and enjoying good company, protected from the cold rain outside my window.