It’s the first day of September, and in this household, the last day of the summer holidays. Tomorrow, Izzy begins a new chapter at secondary school and on Monday, Jesse will follow suit, moving up to the big, scary junior school all by himself.

This year, as the leaves begin to turn, we’re facing even bigger changes at home. Right now, my emotions are a heady mix of nerves, excitement and trepidation.

While many bloggers seem to relish the onset of autumn, I am somewhat less enamoured. Summer is my season and I’m just not ready to let it go. Looking back, the six-week break already feels like a line in the sand, the division between our old life with its familiar, safe routine and a new era full of uncertainty.

Over the next few weeks, I’ll need to make peace with the fact summer is done. I’ll conjure up big plans for the winter months, figure out how I’m going to survive this year’s bout of SAD and do my best to focus on the positives.

But right now, all I can think about is the memories we’ve made and the things I’m going to miss about summer…

  • Slow Mornings

The absence of the school run changes the pace of family life quite dramatically. The first few hours of the day become less frenetic and more relaxed.

During the holidays, I still rely on my 6am alarm, but I don’t wake with any sense of urgency. There’s enough time to snuggle with the children beneath the duvet and five more minutes to daydream while I sip my mug of tea.

  • Daylight

Speaking as someone who is almost certainly solar-powered, the abundance of daylight during summer brings me nothing but joy. I love waking up in a sunlit bedroom and I wish the light, bright long summer evenings could last forever.

  • Summer Fruit and Veg

There’s plenty of food to look forward to in autumn and much of it will be a source of comfort in the coming months, but nothing excites me quite like the flavours and textures of summer cooking.

From bright red cherries, succulent peaches and juicy nectarines to vibrant green beans, ripe tomatoes and countless courgettes, summer fare will always be my favourite.

  • Endless Reasons to Eat Homemade Ice-Cream and Frozen Yogurt

While there’s nothing to stop me firing up the old ice-cream maker in the depths of December, we obviously eat more of the stuff when the sun is shining. A simple blend of natural yogurt, pureed tin peaches and runny honey has been my favourite flavour combination this year.

  • Summer Sandals and a Perfect Pedicure

I live in my Lotta From Stockholm clogs during the warmer months and I miss them the minute I’m forced to pull on a pair of boots. They’ll work with tights for a while, but I rarely feel prettier than when I’m sporting suntanned toes painted a perfect shade of red.

  • Picnics and Playing Outside

Even the wettest summers seem to feature plenty of picnics and playing outside, or at least they do when you have small children who couldn’t care less about the weather.

I enjoy the simplicity {and the affordability} of packing up some food and finding a good spot to spend an afternoon. I like it best when the children disappear for hours at a time to make friends, climb trees and build dens.

  • Beach Days

If you’ve read any of my travel posts {here, here, here and here}, you’ll know how much we love a good day out at a British beach. This summer, we spent a week in Cornwall and took our beach days to another level with surf lessons and plenty of body boarding.

As a family, we’re not adverse to autumn walks along windswept beaches, but there’s nothing quite like sun, sand and plenty of vitamin sea.

  • Summer Rain

Yes, really. You can’t think about summer in England and ignore the ever-present threat of torrential rain. In moderation, I think there’s something quite special about the odd downpour on an otherwise sunny day.

Often, we’re all willing the humidity to break and we’re glad when the earth dutifully responds. The air can feel almost electric before it begins, as if something magical is about to happen. I like the way storms roll in, painting away blue skies with an expanse of mottled grey cloud. I love the scent of cool rain on warm concrete in the city and the luscious, fresh fragrance it produces when you’re in the countryside.

Summer rain makes us problem solvers and forces us to be prepared. For example, one of my favourite days out while we were in Cornwall only came about because the weather wasn’t on our side. If the sun had been shining, we would have never ventured into Falmouth’s National Maritime Museum and we would have missed out on some great memories.

  • Heaps of Creativity

For me, ideas and inspiration flow freely when the sun is shining. I feel more creative and more motivated to work when it’s warm. My drive doesn’t vanish completely with the changing of the seasons, but I definitely have to push myself a lot harder.

  • Good Mental Health

The winter blues hit me hard almost every year and I have to be incredibly proactive about keeping my head happy once summer has been and gone.

Masses of self-care and a good dose of Danish hygge is usually all I need, but thinking about the way the world will wake up in spring is bound to help me through.

  • Is summer your season or are you looking forward to autumn? What will you miss about May, June, July and August?

Love Audrey xxx

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10 Things I’ll Miss About Summer
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May in photos 🤳

1. Finally, some Franky weather. One of the best things about this month has been dusting off my summer dresses and being able to wear sandals ☀️

2+3. Coronation weekend. So many thoughts 💭 But the food was good! I made a vegan version of my mum’s famous coronation chicken and it was delicious.

4. Jesse staying upbeat during yet another trip to hospital. That steroid buzz though. IYKYK.

5. Some of the food served at the first meeting of Bristol Cook Book Club since 2020. It felt so good to get this going again. I can’t wait for our next feast!

6. Me among the cow parsley, snapped by Jesse.

7. I’ve been thinking about creativity a lot this month while working through the ‘The Artist’s Way’. 

8. Breakfast outside.

9. {Still} scrapbooking December. Fingers crossed I can finally wrap up this project in June 🤞🏻

10. Izzy’s final show at The Tobacco Factory. After tonight, she’ll be done with college {and compulsory education} forever 🤯

We packed a lot into this month. Enough to fill two carousels! This might explain why I’m so tired! I’m looking forward to June though. Everything’s better when the sun shines ✨
@_charlieswift has been raving about ‘The Artist’s Way’ by Julia Cameron for years. I finally caved, ordered the book and agreed to work through the course with her and some other artists. 

The book focuses on ‘guiding you through the process of recovering your creative self’ to ‘help you unleash your inner artist’. It’s early days {I’ve only read as far as week two and I haven’t even started my morning pages yet - IYKYK}, but I’m enjoying the process so far. 

Today I took myself on my first Artist Date - ‘a block of time… especially set aside and committed to nurturing your creative consciousness, your inner artist’. I decided to treat myself to a solo cinema trip to see ‘Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret.’ The film was brilliant and taking time out midweek to do something just for me felt… kind of naughty? And fun! It definitely filled my creative well {again, IYKYK}.

Have you read ‘The Artist’s Way?’ Where would you go on a date with your inner artist?!
Franky weather ☀️🌅🔆🌻✨

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April in photos 🤳

1. Our trip to London over Easter was a definite highlight this month. Here’s the obligatory ‘flowers outside Liberty’ shot.

2. Finally! Some sunshine! More of the same please, Mr. Weatherman ☀️

3. Dressed for a day of sightseeing in my new favourite pink jacket. It’s Boden and I bought it in the sale 💖

4 + 5. Scenes from a trip to the big Waterstones in Piccadilly. This poem by @charlycox1 floored me. Crying in a bookshop. Not awkward at all.

6. I was proud of these steps, so I’m posting them here for posterity 🚶🏼‍♀️🥄

7. The Easter holidays also featured lots of lazy days 🎮😴

8. We bought a nutribullet and I’m officially in my smoothie era.

9 + 10. Dinner and drinks at @thecoconuttreeuk with our IzzyBee. Taking your daughter out for cocktails is a season of parenting I’m very much enjoying.

Not pictured: a family funeral and the chest infection I’m still getting over 🤒 How was April for you?
Easter weekend in my hometown 💃🏼

No trip to London is long enough for me to see all the people and do all the things I want to do while I’m there, but we always manage to pack a lot in. It’s 17 years since I moved away, but somehow it still feels like coming home. Here’s some of what we got up to…

1. Being tourists.

2. Shopping at Westfield.

3 + 4. Hanging out and eating at Southbank.

5. Refuelling in Chinatown.

6. Enjoying the big Waterstones in Piccadilly.

7. Admiring the spring flowers outside Liberty.

8. Visiting the Imperial War Museum for the first time since I was a child.

9 + 10. Seeing Elton John at the O2 with my mama 👓🎹🎤🪩✨

I hope you’ve managed to enjoy the long weekend, whatever you’ve been up to! That sunshine though!☀️🤩
March in Photos 🤳

1. How it’s going…

2. How it started.

3. My in-laws were involved in a terrible car crash earlier this month. They’re very, very lucky to be alive. It was a horrible time, so I’m grateful there was a happy ending.

4. My husband sent me this photo of a photo from our wedding day while he was visiting his parents. Turns out his mum carries it in her purse ❤️

5. While I was waiting for news from Derby, I took myself out on a walk and ended up in @thesmallcitybookshop. It was like my feet knew books would bring me comfort.

6 + 7. Just spring things.

8. Vegan lemon and almond loaf and a green smoothie from @theorchardcoffeeco 🍰🌱

9. I bought it 🌸

10. Other music? I don’t know her. 

How’s March been treating you? Personally, I’m ready for April and spring PROPER!
There is a past version of me who cannot believe I get to do this every day 💭📝💻

She’s around 12yrs old, working on her first novel in a little ring-bound notebook, dreaming up stories, devouring books and trying to imagine a life filled with words. Everything that makes my business possible now barely existed then, so even she’d struggle to conjure up  an image of what my life looks like now.

I’m grateful that I get to do this, for the clients who trust me to find the right words, and I’m grateful to that past version of me too. Without her, I wouldn’t be here now. Sure, she’d probably want me to hurry up and get back to that novel, but I think she’d be proud of the business I’ve built and the way I’ve managed to create a life filled with words.

What did you want to be when you grew up?
Lockdown memories, three years on 🦠⏳

Very little of my life made it on to the grid in 2020, so this is the first time I’ve shared these images. They’re all from the first lockdown and most were taken between March and May. I think the arrival of spring will always remind me of this strange time.

When Boris made his announcement on the 23rd, our children had already been out of school for a week. Jesse, who was initially deemed clinically vulnerable, spent the next 6m shielding. He left primary school one day not realising he’d never go back. He did not see another child his age until the summer. Like many kids and adults in the same situation, the experience had a deep impact on his mental health. 

Izzy was in Year 10. As the pandemic raged on, she did most of her GCSEs online, celebrated her 16th birthday via Netflix Party, finished secondary school with minimal fanfare and missed out on prom completely. When she finally had a normal night out with friends in the winter of 2021, I cried quietly in the kitchen when she got home. Seeing her so happy and animated after a simple ‘cheeky Nando’s’ only highlighted everything she’d missed out on in the previous 18 months.

It’s easy to forget how little we knew about the virus in the beginning and how frightening that was for everyone involved. We had it easy in comparison to some, but I still marvel at the way we coped with it all. The way we isolated, home schooled and kept our businesses ticking over. My goodness it was hard! As my children often joke, I hope we’re done living through major historical events for a while.