A Sudden Nip In The Air.

The last of the Summer's days yield to the start of Autumn.

It crept up on us rather slowly or did it? The nights have helped cool us down quicker than during those  scorcher days of July along with their tepid nights. September nights are nice and obliging making it necessary to use a blanket yet again. Lovely and a jolly welcome change from the warm stagnant evening  air that summer held. 

Mornings are another marker of autumn's arrival. Walking without a jacket is out of the question as even this morning it must have dropped below ten degrees. Or at least it felt like it and was a nice way to reconnect to most of my jackets.

Sun's up much later too and somehow it seems as though all buck, deer and rabbits have followed suit and got up a bit later. Not so many about recently which makes me shudder when I connect the dots between the odd shot echoing from the forest and the dwindling number of deer. Not nice.

As it is the case all over the world, our temperatures have also been off kilter to their norm and thus the start of  wine harvest is still up in the air for many farmers. Some grape varietals are ready for picking but the main one for our area is still gaining enough sweetness to warrant being squeezed into wine. Too much rain I've heard but then again, one can never have enough natural water in store.

Today proved to be a lovely winterish sort of Sunday. Nice and mellow, cool enough to wear a sweater and use a blanket and lazy enough to catch up on books and sleep. Thankfully it is frowned upon in our area to do any work around the house or yard on a Sunday and far be it for me to go against this unwritten rule!

Autumn is a real stunner in our area as we are surrounded by oodles of forests and once the leaves start turning to  magical yet soothing yellow and orange, not much is needed to be content with life. Honestly, the spectacle of witnessing leaves turn colour should be on everyone's list of what to do on holiday or any other day for that matter...

Biggi