Autumn has a way of dancing with my heart to a dreamy and charming beat that no other season know how to.
The cool wind plays with the hair, paints pale pink roses on the cheeks and dresses up nature in the most playful hues of yellow, red, brown and green.
Mist and fog embraces the scene every now and then and bright sunny sky sports blue like no other season can muster, no matter how hard they try.
Tis the season of wandering in the woods wrapped in wet dirt, moss and fern perfume, the kind that makes you smile without knowing it.
In Norway autumn is about to yield for king winter that has already tossed a handful of snow from above before nostalgic autumn melted it within some soft rain.
But in the south of England, Autumn is sporting its very best outfit and the cool air feels soft and fresh agains my skin.
On my last trip, my english gentleman swept me off to explore enchanted woods around his farm and I thought I´d share a sweet little peak of our wander with you.
By the door our Hunter boots awaited excitedly, and before they knew it they were wandering through the woods with us happy to splash through, mud, streams, kick wet leafs and slippery rocks.
PS: Speaking of wandering in the woods. If you want to get out in beautiful nature on hikes, rock climbing, wanders and afternoon walks, head on over to beautiful Ann´s great blog to find out more of how to join her new “Into the woods” project, here.