It doesn’t really matter where you are in the northern hemisphere, at this time of year the forests are spectacular. The leaves have turned a million different shades of greens, yellows, reds and brown, as the trees finish their year with a grand finale, the last blast before they shut down for their winter break. The days are getting shorter and cooler as Nature rolls ever onwards. For human folk it is traditionally a time of celebration and remembrance. A time to be thankful for all the good things that we have before the austerity of winter. It is the season of festivals and fireworks, when memories are made, to be remembered with a cosy nostalgia when one grows older…
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