Crisp air. Crunchy crackle of cornflake leaves carpeting river paths and walkways.
What do we see? Some of us rush past, pedaling furiously through the avenues of russet and gold. Others amble and ramble, savouring the glorious views, stopping at benches to contemplate the changing seasons and perhaps to ponder life itself.
It is easy for the falling leaves of autumn to symbolise the fading of life, but in Cambridge it is quite another story. Autumn marks the beginning of Michaelmas term- a time to enroll in new societies, meet new people and appreciate what this glorious town has to offer.