and many meetings.
The time for one last lunch in the garden
the last village show for me to judge
and possibly the last opportunity to wear sandals.
I love the Autumn and look forward to wrapping up warm, snuggling under the duvet and sitting by the stove for a cosy evening at home. I looked at my journal from last year and noted that we spotted the first leaves changing on September 2nd. This year, all was still green, until the cold and almost frosty morning earlier in the week. Now, there’s a distinct chill in the air and the washing comes in from the line feeling cold and damp.
Lesley, I agree that sometimes, it’s more fun to live the life than to journal it. A quiet day at home today meant that both Mary and I were able to catch up and we are both now back on track.