On the way back from Sedbergh the other day we saw a Horse Chestnut tree with deep orange leaves. The first sign of Autumn we agreed.
Since then I have noticed that there are signs everywhere. My battery chargers are packed so I can no longer take photographs (when I go out I might try one on my camera and see how I fare). On the hedge the big, fat rosehips are turning deep red. Friend W reminded me when we saw them that as children we broken them open, took out the fluffy 'stuff' and chased each other with it - 'itching powder' we called it.
The blackberries are beginning to ripen and the ones I have eaten are juicy and sweet. The crab apples outside my kitchen window have all turned bright red. They are small and hard but actually quite sweet.
My friend P tells me that over in the Lakes, where they live, the Swifts have gone - one of the first sign that Autumn is here. Here on the farm and House Martins and Swallows are still frantically feeding young. I wonder if they have any concept at all that they are feeding for the long journey across the sea or is the whole process instinctive - or do we even know?
There is a nip in the air in the morning. At the moment we are having quite nice days - but my goodness we deserve it because August has not been a particularly spectacular month in terms of weather.
Certainly up here in the North of the country the harvest is more or less in. Some fields have already been ploughed up and resown, other fields are golden yellow with stubble. This most likely means that certainly the corn harvest is over everywhere - but what about rape? Is it later? Because there is so little of it around here I have no idea. We are mostly grass land for cattle and sheep and most of the corn is harvested for feed in the Winter.
It is August Bank Holiday Monday here today. Some of the shops will be open because we are in a tourist area and there will be lots of people about. But for people like me who live alone this is the kind of day to try and keep busy -I am not sure how but I shall now take the dog for her morning walk and then, when I return, I shall try and find a job to do.
Enjoy your day.