There are many things about Autumn which I love. The abundance of our beautiful English fruit - the apples, the plums, the blackberries. When we were children every blackberry was picked - no freezers, so there was blackberry and apple pie, blackberry jam, and with the very best of the fruit blackberry jelly. Now much of it stays on the bushes for the wildlife - I am sure they are pleased. My friend and neighbour brought me some Victoria plums yesterday - I ate the last one a minute ago - it was divine just eaten off the tree. No messing about with stewing or making jam or plum pie. Victorias as too good for that.
The last of the garden flowers and seeing them go to seed and leaving the seeds on for the birds in the lean months to come (hoping they will miss one or two so that I get a few self-sown plants). And also seeing the last few welcoming the pollinators, On my walks with Priscilla I see lots of lavender - now that really does need trimming back to neat clumps before winter, but don't do it yet. There are still some stems which are attracting butterflies and I see a lovely selection of them as I walk round.
Then there are the leaves - a huge variety of colours and just beginning to flutter to earth; and their last gift is to leave us with that lovely, earthy smell as we walk over them. And suddenly we can see neighbours in their windows and have a quick wave. (several babies round here that I haven't seen since April and are now much more alert and giving toothy smiles!
Then there is my little mouse who has set up home in the wall just outside my computer room window. I never see him/her in the Summer but I saw him yesterday - I shouted hello but he didn't acknowledge me.
So let's get to the minus things - for me at any rate. Spiders - large, fat ones which lurk and then suddenly during the evening emerge and race across the floor. Ugh! Hate them. I try the card and glass method but as I am sure you know, it's not easy. I can't kill them so I have to tolerate them. We used to say 'If you want to live and thrive, let all spiders run alive!' My father always used to say the large ones were female and had eaten their mates when they had no further use for them.
Finally - and the thing that prompted this post this morning - there must be a purpose for Crane Flies (Daddy long legs) but can anyone tell me what it is please? Four outside on my sitting room window this morning and I'll guarantee they will be there for several days. And should your face accidentally make contact with one the feeling of those spindly legs brushing across your cheek is not pleasant.
But Autumn arrives whether we like it or not - so let's enjoy its beauty and its 'mellow fruitfulness.