Cold, but not uncomfortably so – as long as you’re wrapped up.
Sunny, then rainy, then sunny again.
The leaves are well and truly on their way out and feel crisp beneath my feet.
Hot chocolate after walking the dogs,
the boys coming in with red-cheeks from the cold.
There’s something so about November.
It’s the month that incorporates everything Autumn.
The month between.
Between birthdays and holidays.
By far my favourite month of the year.