It is a misty morning, promising good weather on later today. I have just woken Lucy, her increasing deafness means she sleeps through my getting up early in the morning.
A wander round the garden, culminating in letting the hens out for their morning feed. It is vaguely the time of the Mabon festival today (a moveable time), the half way equal time between light and dark, the harvest is in, pumpkins and squashes sit proudly outside people's doors. A time for blessing hearth and home for the security it brings. A time for stacking logs and wearing jumpers ;) as the cold fingers of winter approach. Looking out of the kitchen window I saw two pheasants silhouetted against the above fence, surely a true sign that Autumn is with us.
Leaves still weave their magic, everything is still green, no early morning chill frosts to cause their slow beautiful decline into decay.