Old Fleece

Yes, I’m back at last. We have had a wonderful time touring through France to Spain and back and had some glorious weather most of the time. It didn’t begin to feel autumnal until we were at least half-way back through France. By the time we got back to the coast to make our ferry crossing torrential rain and gale force winds in the Channel caused all ferry sailings to be cancelled. We managed to book on the next one, half a day later, but it wasn’t the best of crossings. We also encountered bad weather for the first part of the journey home on the English side. This soon dried up, but we were then bedevilled with roadworks, road closures and deviations (including a lengthy detour from the M6 round Wolverhampton) as we drove north, finally arriving home in the small hours of the morning last Wednesday. Since then I have been catching up with various necessary jobs, cleaning the motorhome ready for winter lay-up, doing piles of washing and making an attempt at tidying the neglected garden. There is more to be done but it’s a start.

I sweep fallen leaves
wearing an old fleece jacket.
Damp autumnal chill.


Victims of drought,
fallen leaves lie on the ground.
Now those that are left
on the trees begin to turn
to autumn russets.


Between rain showers
patchy blue sky and sunshine.
So Autumn begins.

Summer Ends

Summer ends,
an autumnal chill is in the air.
We stack the log shed
for winter warmth.

Late April

Much needed rain overnight
but today – so cold,
if it weren’t for the blossom
and new leaves on the trees
you might think autumn returned.


Slowly changing day by day
Summer greenness fades away,
replaced by Autumn russet, gold;
beauty glorious to behold.

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Bright Spots

bright spots
of Autumn colour
liven up the garden.

Busy Bees

The bees are busy
feeding while flowers still bloom.
Autumn approaches.


See how the summer flowers fade,
see how the skies turn grey,
see how the berries ripen red
and leaves more golden every day.
See how the seasons turn and change
as autumn comes our way.

Last Leaves

Strong winds today
are doing their best
to strip the last
of the leaves away.

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