Fiery and ominous

I've always loved the beginning of September. It's my "new year". It's seeing your own breath in the morning air, beautiful colours, leaves crunching under foot, back to school-new pencil case sort of feeling that makes you wonder about what exciting things the future may hold.

The future's a bit of an unknown quantity at present. Scary, but scary things are good. Scary things give you the chance to show what you're made of.