Musings of an author 😀
The elephants’ ears are turning, the brass monkeys are running around with their paws down their trousers and looking worried and yonder farmers are struggling against the weather to get their crops in. In short, tis autumn in England. Someone flipped the switch. The evenings are short, the days are deliciously cool and the nights are cold. Leaves are turning to reds, golds and yellows and taking flying leaps from the branches to fill the lanes. I am seriously considering being sewn into my winter longjohns in the coming week or so, whenever next my Savile Row tailors can fit me in.
It’s fascinating to watch the confusion of nature as the seasons collide like tectonic plates. Leaves? Tick. Temperature? Tick. Oh bugger – I forgot the berries (most of which are…
View original post 217 more words