I might be wrong, but it seems like the leaves on the trees in my neck of the woods are taking longer to turn from green to yellow and brown this autumn. Usually around this time of the year, I expect to see lots of fallen leaves on the ground near where I live, but they’re taking longer than usual to go through that process.

Could this be due to the fluctuations in temperature that we’ve experienced in North London recently? It is hard to tell. There are some differences in the routine timetabling of events in other parts of my life that could be contributing factors to the feeling I have of there being something different in the air this year.

There is a tree in front of my home that constantly bullies me with its expansiveness. In the summer, I suffer from pollen allergies and I blame this tree for making my life a misery when I sit down to work.

Every now and again, a tree doctor from the local authority comes to cut some of its branches and I feel a sense of satisfaction from seeing it being cut down to size.

If trees and other plants are living organisms, how do we know that they don’t have spirits within them? When I was in Perth, Australia many years ago, there was one incredibly striking tree that I took photos of. In my heart of hearts, I truly believe there was at least one form of energy in that tree, with the power to make an impact on the lives of other living beings. Are the trees trying to tell us something, this autumn?