For the last two or three days, morning and night, we have been enveloped in a shawl of thick grey cloud. Some days it has lifted long enough to let the sun through for an hour or so but not today.
So it was cool and still grey, though the cloud had lifted a tad, when Dog 2 and I stepped out this afternoon for a stride round the woods. And in the damp, sharp air it was the scents of autumn that were the most striking: decay, degradation, mould and spoilage and yet somehow nostalgic and exhilarating. The only thing missing was a whiff of wood smoke.
So many sides to autumn too: days like today but also still-warm sun, long shadows, crimson skies, copper leaves, sparkling spiders` webs, golden stubble and that cry of wild geese overhead. Never quite knowing what each day will bring, `tis my favourite season.
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