The above is not my picture naturally. I can't wait to be able to get out and take my own pictures. Right now the colours are not changing. Just slightly, the rain wont help. What we need is dry cold nights and sunny cold days to set the colours off to the best advantage,
Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,
And stately oxen harnessed to thy wain!
Thou standest, like imperial Charlemagne,
Upon thy bridge of gold; thy royal hand
Outstretched with benedictions o'er the land,
Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain!
Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended
So long beneath the heaven's o'er-hanging eaves;
Thy steps are by the farmer's prayers attended;
Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves;
And, following thee, in thy ovation splendid,
Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!
Soon the time for hay rides, apple orchard tours, toffee apples and cool days with bright sunshine. Sunflowers and pumpkins
Changing my front porch.
Soon be time to rake the leaves. Not a favourite job for any in this house. Still a way off though by the looks of things.
I will work on getting my inside plants ready to come inside.