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this year – much unlike what I might have felt before – I thought I would never be ready for autumn and winter. and after a brutal transition from sun and drinks at a café terrace to crisp-cold and latte in a blanket, I didn’t tame the feeling.

luckily, the beautiful things that surround me might help.

things like seeing the first pumpkins at the farmers market, reading Paul’s magazine, sitting on a cosy sheepskin, gazing at the trees lovely colour, eating breakfast for dinner, or drinking coffee in a warm place – to the sound of raindrops hitting the window – with a Murakami novel.

in the end, it all seems evident.

what are your favourite things about autumn that should make me love this season again?

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