I do love to see the trees in their Autumn glory but then, when we have a few windy days, suddenly the road verges are thick with leaves in all colours from pale yellow to deep flame red and we get a different kind of colourful Autumn and I love that too. Certainly it is well on its way now and the nights are really drawing in. Tess and I went on our last walk at six o'clock this evening and it was almost dark. Another fortnight and the clocks will go back and we shall have blinds drawn by about half past four. Still, not all that long to the shortest day is it? And my front lawn is covered in tiny little toadstools - darkish brown and quite attractive - don't know what they are.
I had to smile at the Headline in 'Bricks and Mortar' a supplement to The Times each Friday. It was for a really beautiful house for sale in Bath.
The Headline read 'A Restored Gem in Central Bath' and I couldn't help but think of Tom and how down in the dumps he was feeling the other day. Perhaps he is feeling more cheerful now!
I didn't go out to lunch today as friend W has friends coming this evening for the week end, but she has kindly invited me there to lunch tomorrow and I know exactly what we shall be eating and it will be a feast indeed, so I am really looking forward to that.