Season of Mists

Autumn arrived this morning right on cue, damp and slightly chill, the heatless sun hanging over the horizon.

Autumn is a wonderful time of year.  The electricity in the air is different from that in spring.  It promises abundance and the onset of warm fires and dark evenings, a drawing in for winter.

The apples are plump on the trees, a month early.  The Bramleys haven’t done well this year but the Arthur Turners have as have the eaters and the Blenheim Orange in the top field.  I expect this year’s cider will be quite different, sweeter perhaps.

Maybe its nature’s way of stopping us from becoming complacent, mixing things up a little each year so we never quite know what to expect.

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