We have had a fantastically long autumn this year.

Where I live we usually have a few weeks where the leaves start to change and then a miserable windstorm comes to blow all the leaves away, along with many branches and garbage bins. This year the wind storm came early, when the leaves were still firmly attached to their branches.

I've been revelling in the abundance of colours: mostly yellow-gold, some burnt orange, and rarest red. A slight reprieve from my “moods”.

My childhood memories are filled with Halloween snow storms. Costumes squeezed over snowsuits, waddling over to the nearest neighbours for treat bags they would make special for me. The year I was born it snowed on September 9th.

Now I walk to my studio in sneakers and a light sweater. Now I watch homes get washed away on social media. People's pipes bursting because their homes were built in climates not used to -40 degrees. People dying of heat stroke and freezing to death in back alleys.


We have had an unusually long autumn this year.