Saturday 3rd October

This morning (Friday) I felt the first reminder that we are approaching Autumn.  The days are still sunny; in fact we have had some very warm sunny afternoons where I have sat in the garden for an hour or so in the afternoon, reading and sipping tea and soaking up the late Summer sun.  The mornings though are decidedly chilly, and as the year slides relentlessly on it is darker and darker when we get up.  It usually warms up about eleven and stays warm until about six in the evenings.  But until now we have had no fog.

This morning, walking the dogs it was really misty, I could hardly see the end of the road.  As I came to the river Dropt there was a thick milky fog, swirling just above the water.  The trees opposite were ghostly and a slightly deeper shade of grey.  The river itself, usually a murky greeny-brown was grey too.  In fact fifty shades of grey would just about sum up the whole scene.  It was incredibly beautiful.  There was no-one else around and even the dogs kept just a few feet away, in case they lost sight of me.

So, Autumn is almost here.  As long as we don’t get days and days of rain I don’t really mind. October can be a wonderful month, and actually suffers far less rainfall annually than August does.  So, enjoy this wonderful season while it lasts; the fields are now being ploughed, almost all the sunflowers are gone, the corn on the cob is almost ready to be harvested, the grapes are nearly all gone from the vines.  Soon the trees will lose their leaves and cold old Winter will descend…