Southern Norway, and especially the western coast, i.e. my neck of the woods, has been experiencing a record-breaking warm September. It is September 26th and we are still experiencing summer temperatures. Today's high for Bergen was 19C/66F; tomorrow's forecast is for 17C/63F. The norm is a maximum of 15C/59F, with 12C/54F being typical. Heck, 12C is actually the typical temperature for around here, winter or summer. But not this year.
Usually, there is one day in mid-August, where you go to bed to that smoky wood smell of autumn, and wake up to crisp air and go hunt for your gloves. Then it's back to normal, but that one moment of sharp drop in temperature heralds the change in season and reminds plants and trees to start pulling back and going to sleep. This year, we haven't had a single moment like that yet.
Today, with my jacket wide open and dressed in thin, cool linen pants, I nevertheless managed to get a whiff of autumn, thanks to something else typical of Bergen: Rain. For the first time since summer, rain closed in, in heavy, low clouds and made the afternoon dark early. The twilight and water outside made me think of the dark half of the year and therefore reminded me of autumn. It also made me realize I wasn't dressed for a walk home in such downpour so I took the bus and a picture.