Have you noticed it too? That subtle change, not just in the trees, but in ourselves. As the evenings gently and quietly begin to draw in and the late summer light begins to soften at the edges, our minds start to drift backwards. We find ourselves remembering… Not necessarily any one moment in particular, but a sense of nostalgia; of warmth, of home, of something familiar.

It’s something we notice here at Ava Loves Rosie each year. Come September, there’s a tiny change in what people are most drawn to. Suddenly, home feels more important than ever. People reach for cute mugs to hold the day’s first tea or coffee, they enjoy the glow of candlelight on an evening, the scent of a seasonal wax melt. We notice we seem to be packing up more cute tins and little aluminium signs with happy quotes.

It seems as autumn approaches, we reach for comfort - not just physical, but emotional too. It’s as though our needs begin to mirror the season. Just like the animals in the woods and hedgerows, we start to prepare. We might not be gathering berries or lining our nests with moss, but we are doing something similar in spirit. We tidy - putting away summer clothes and sun lotion, we light candles, we reach for favourite books, we bake, we switch from salads to soups. We start to make our homes feel like a place to hunker down.

And in doing so, we honour something very old within ourselves. A quiet rhythm. A longing for safety, softness and memories as the light slowly begins to fade.

There’s comfort in this shift, in the small rituals of autumn. A favourite mug for morning tea. Listening to the sound of the wind and rain at the window. Not being too warm to wear cosy pyjamas in bed, enjoying the sweet smell of something baking in the oven, walking through the fallen crunchy leaves...

So if you’re finding yourself nesting, remembering, or feeling the pull of home a little more deeply than usual… you’re not alone. It’s all part of the turning season, and certainly for me, it’s a time of year that I absolutely love.