I think autumn must be my favourite season.
The fireworks of colours on the trees never fails to lift my heart.
Over the weekend we had a few wonderfully sunny hours among the trees, walking, collecting leaves, acorns, pine cones, and more leaves.
This week began with just the other half of autumn: grey skies, rain, a gigantic puddle outside our front gate. After negotiating a wet morning of errands, we had an afternoon of wellie boots and waterproofs.
Oh the joys of mud and puddles, the colours and of autumn.