Late summer is upon us and with it the very first signs that early autumn is hard on it's heels. The skies grow darker ever earlier in the evenings; the air is cooler in the mornings and the clouds form impressive formations over land and sea. Robust lambs roam the fields looking larger and hardier than their mothers. Swifts and swallows cut through the air with scythe-like wings, hoovering up the insects with wide-open beaks and mile upon mile of brambles begin to show the colours of autumn as their berries turn from hard green to deep red, burgundy and black.
There are hopefully many gorgeous days to be had yet, but there is a tangible element of something shifting and making ready.
The last few weeks have been punctuated by sleep-overs. I am not a big fan of them as it usually means I have to be involved somehow, but thankfully now my children are older they tend to sort themselves out, providing I have given them all a nice tea first. H2 has his friend here now and they are presently making a den in the dining room, having blown up two camping mattresses accompanied by a lot of noise and excitement. They spent half an hour playing Michael Jackson videos on YouTube whilst I was making tea, then the Lego came out then we took the dogs in the field and had a run about before the rain sent us scurrying indoors again.
Pea and H1 are now a bit old for sleepovers and largely hang about the cottage either baking or just hanging about without purpose. It is good for them to do this as they will both have a few busy years ahead once school life starts again. So I am not bothered that they appear to be wasting time, they need to rest and they can always be persuaded to push the Hoover about a bit or drag a cloth around the kitchen.
Autumn: bring it on!
Thank you for reading. xxx