Before the fallen leaves turn to mulch allow me to share why I think Autumn is more than just cinnamon spiced lattes and pumpkin pies.
Spring is often thought of as the time for new beginnings but let’s not forget that new starts can’t happen before old skin’s been shed. Autumn is nature’s way of shaking off the old in preparation for the new. But it’s not always easy to say goodbye to things you’ve held on to all year and so each species of flora bids farewell to their old selves when they are ready, and not a minute before.
I came across The Moth while browsing the stand alone displays of one bookshop or another and something about the cover commanded me to stop in my tracks. Perhaps it was the promise of an introduction by Neil Gaiman or maybe my own inner moth was drawn to the golden glow of the lightbulb suspended front and centre on the cover. Whatever it was that cast its spell on me, moreso than all the other books on display I had to know more.
Tales of adventure 