Autumn evenings are just made for wandering in the twilight with your friends in tow: the smell of woodsmoke and carnival excitement hanging in the air along with lights prettier than Tumblr’s aesthetic. Don’t you think?
Every Autumn my home town comes to life. There’s a festival for everything: the beginning of the season marks a 3-day fireworks festival extravaganza, people flood in from near and far, £1 per ride theme parks are erected and sparklers are distributed: fizzling the dreary streets to life. I live for it.
This year was no different, the first Friday of October was spent excitedly counting the hours till I could drive back home, throwing off my work clothes and pulling a chunky knit sweater on with a comfy parka. Perfect for a night in the breeze staring at the sky.
There’s something romantic about fireworks, I think. Every time I attend a fireworks show I can’t help but think about everything that got me to this moment: about how the year in total has played out. About the harder days, and the happier days: the ones that make the hard days worth it. Spending time with the ones you love is so important and I think events like this really make that stand out.
I love this time of year and everything that it represents. It’s a time for holding the ones you love close, and watching the year wind down to a snowy, beautiful finish.
I’d love to hear what type of Autumn traditions you have in your town/friendship groups, let me know in the comments below!
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