Last of the swallows has just flown south, kitchen stove's lit, evenings are drawing in, must be autumn.
Sat outside yesterday soiree after a quick dogwalk supping my usual medicinal scotch aperitif and noticed the sun setting directly in line with the chateau. Ambled to the calendar and checked the date: 21st September. Autumn solstice (or whatever it's called) - the day when the sun rises and sets halfway down the horizons. From here on in until March, that jolly old soleil will remain out front, no longer disappearing round the back. Yup, autumn's here.
Leaves are beginning to change colour and a few have fallen already. Shall soon have to put my green paints away and dig out yellow, orange and red. Noticed quite a bit of red around lately. Not just leaves but also berries (and a strange pinky-red flowery thing I spotted in a hedge). Rose hips and holly. Some of the holly trees are covered with berries. Never seen so many. At the moment they're orange but they'll soon change to bright red. Apples too. There's a tree out the back laden with pommes rouge. Seems only weeks ago it was covered with blossom. My, how tempus fugits. Soon be Christmas.
GazTHFC
Autumn's here...
Funny how a sudden moment in time makes you relise the season is in change and summer has gone but in natures relaxing peacefull way.(I think scotch helps to)
I was at my childrens goalkeeper training last night and we all commented on how quickly it was turning dark and flocks of birds heading south overhead.
I think the old Celts were much more in tune with the seasons and really ahd a great respect for mother nature shame its so easily overlooked by todays fast paced society.