I love autumn, the crisp cold mornings, the leaves start to change and foggy mornings hug the landscapes. Pulling out the coats, gloves, scarves and boots after summer (unless you live in the UK, where summer lasts a day). The perfect excuse to warm up with a hot chocolate – and don’t forget the marshmallows!
Growing up across a woodlands, I loved standing at the opposite bus stop on a foggy morning. Where your view was restricted to the first row of trees. Everything beyond was a mystery, allowing you to forget you were in London. Those cold days where the fog would have barely lifted by the time you returned from school. It was that woodland that originally made me interested in the environment.
It was that image I painted during an interview when the lecturer interviewing me asked how someone from London wanted to study an Environmental degree. I may have gotten a little carried away during said story and admitted I used to call it the fog monster. And as I got an offer, I would totally call that nailing an interview 😉
I may have been more interested in the fog outside this morning on a train to Surrey than the book I was reading.