Or the reality that is my fantasy world. I was running late to work in the freezing cold, early dusk and my bus wasn’t coming.
I decided to risk missing the bus and have a look as my curiosity got the better of me and exploring should always be prioritised. (My flatmate’s answer to the dreaded question. “where do you see yourself in 5 years time is always: “when I grow up I want to be an explorer” and I concur whole heartedly!)
It was full of people toasting marshmallows on a bonfire and vegetable patch full of beanstalks decorated throughout with pumpkins and gourds, perhaps to mark Halloween, perhaps to mark the cornucopia of autumn.
I didn’t miss the bus, and was much happier to trot off to work after the experience.