The leaves are beginning to turn, which just goes further to confirm that it’s almost over. Les vacances with their hot summer afternoons and warm long evenings are coming to an end. The temperatures are dropping ever so slightly in the evenings, and the mornings are just a tad nippier than they were a few weeks ago.
It is almost the beginning of my favourite season, Fall. When the days are still gloriously sunny, the evenings still balmy and even the turning leaves signal rejuvenation. Am I ready for the rentrée? Absolutely not. I have formed some weird and wonderful habits over this summer, some of which I am not ready to let go of, but reality calls unfortunately.
So I will be saying goodbye to sleeping late and waking even later; to morning runs which can go on forever; to never have to really cook because my family is sated and cooled by the endless salads and fruit for every meal; to a traffic-free Paris, and best of all to that always refreshing, always perfect bottle of rosé that has been my drink of choice these holidays.
Maybe I will acquire some new and better habits this year: like writing more…everyday, submitting more unsolicited work, following up on all those new connections I have made over my two years in Paris and blogging more often. For now I am enjoying the remaining days of my summer holidays and hoping the rentrée will not be too traumatic.