Mother Nature is such a tease. She gives with one hand and takes away with the other.
She gave us an extra couple of weeks of lovely late summer weather; then decided we had had enough and sent in the rain and lowered the temperature by a few degrees; as if we hadn't appreciated her gift.
Mornings have become misty; the skies hazy.
Compare a photo taken this morning to one taken a week ago when we were away.
Dull and dark; the rain slanting down
This time last week I was running wild; loving not only being beside the sea, but inland too - exploring ancient pathway and woodland; following meandering creeks and enjoying the panoramic views.
It will soon be time to make sure the garden is put to rights as the cooler weather arrives and outdoor activities slow down. I have bags of bulbs waiting to be planted in containers once the summer annuals have gone over.
Summer clothes will be exchanged for those put into storage boxes at the beginning of June; logs will be ordered; oil delivered and pumpkins and apples stored. Damsons have been harvested and delicious damson jelly made for the winter store cupboard.
It is a time of transition; in the countryside and the home; one that I look forward to every year with anticipation of what is to come.
The gilding of the Indian summer mellowed the pastures far and wide,The russet woods stood ripe to be stripped, but were yet full of leaf.
The purple of heath-bloom, faded but not withered, tinged the hills ...
Field head gardens bore the seal of gentle decay;
its time of flowers and even of fruit was over.
~ Charlotte Bronte