Tredegar House, Newport in autumn
I love autumn. Not unconditionally because rainy days when I have to be outside aren't greatly appreciated and we do get a lot of rainfall here in Wales but autumn without the rain is a winner. I'm not too fond of summer as it's either full on rain or sticky heat here and I hate winter because ice and heavy rain don't do it for me either but autumn is perfect. The most beautiful colours combined with a chill in the air that screams for hot coffee, patterned scarves, layers and ankle boots. It calls for earth and deep berry tones, a great tasting lip balm and muskier perfume. It's the rise of the pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks (actually, I don't mind winter too much because egg nog lattes are delicious), knitted jumpers, Halloween, scented candles burning daily and hearty home-cooked (or sourced at a restaurant) comfort food.
I used to live a two minute walk from Tredegar House. I was born and raised in that house with my mum, dad, brother who then left to get married, sister who moved back in and from the age of thirteen, I was the only child in the home. I have fond memories of the park, a boyfriend in particular, who used to meet me there early mornings or late afternoons to escape our parents and just be together. I used to walk the entire circumference of the park with my headphones in and the dog lead in my hand. Every Christmas we would go to the Christmas event where you got to tour the house on a treasure hunt and end up in the bar with mulled wine, a live folk band and hot mince pies. I still go there at Christmas although now I go with my own family - my boyfriend (not the same one as my teens but the man I will marry) and our two daughters. Although we live outside of that area, I go back to visit often and it's something I love to do. I've always envisioned myself getting married there and I believe that it will happen when we decide to do it. Tredegar House is in a city known locally as 'The Shithole' but it's one of the places that has remained constantly beautiful, season after season.