We’ve had some surprisingly nice autumn weather recently, but it’s definitely not summer anymore. The air is crisp and cold, the sun is pretty, but not very effective – providing psychological warmth, rather than actual heat. And there are more and more rainy days. Last night, I could see my breath in the air, walking back from dinner.
But on sunny days, the park is beautiful – there’s still some green to be seen, but the leaves are turning brown and falling, carpeting the banks of the lake with glorious autumn colours.
And a reminder that winter is coming: holly is already showing its bright red berries.