Childhood memories of sleepovers at my grandmother's house. I cherished the mornings spent with her, looking out the window at trees lining Victoria street. Morning light filtering through the branches, the melodies of birdsong, the comforting presence of fresh linen and warm porridge, and also, sitting out in the front garden in Autumn, my favourite month, when nature's palette transforms leaves into hues of red, gold, and brown. It's my season as my birthday falls in April.
