The smell of the woodland floor and the last rays of sun... I just spent a weekend at my summer house. It's amazing how different it is to visit there depending on the time of year.
I have to say that I don't love it any less now that it's early fall. I can just sit for hours on the porch, gazing into the woods.
There's an amazing depth between the trees. I find myself taking in the rays of the sun more intensely now, and they cast the most amazing light down through the trees.
It's almost like one of those moments – when you feel a profound happiness and gratitude for the simple things in life.
Just sitting there with a blanket wrapped around you, a steaming cup of hot tea in hand, enjoying the scenery and the musty scent of the forest floor.