In this most wonderful season of the year, my favourite colour is in abundance and in such glorious shades. It splashes itself about a bit like a lady of the night. Heavy ivy that was once green now bursts into flame. The hollybush is decorated with little scarlet spherical berries and, best of all, things ready to be foraged become illuminated. Like the humble rose hip. Excellent in oils for curing scars and even better as a syrup to mix in with your cocktails!
2. The sunrise and morning walks
Some people can't understand why I sleep with the curtains open. Well, do you know what I tell them? You are missing out on some of the most beautiful moments of the day. The sun rise in autumn swathes the land in decadent colours, rousing those that sleep and signalling to the nocturnal to beat a hasty retreat.
Once the sun has fully arrived, it pores into the lanes and streams through the trees. On my morning walk I like to sing loudly because there's no one around to hear. Well, except maybe the field mice and the birds. Oh, and that pesky white dog at the oast house.
3. THIS face
Readers, meet Buddy. Buddy, meet my readers. This cat cracks me up and creeps me out all at the same time on a regular basis. AKA the 'sex offender' Buddy's facial expression is usually one of utter gormlessness merged with something that errs on the side of perversion. Saying that, he is very affectionate and when you can deter him from making love to your shoulder/stomach/teddy bear he settles down nicely on your lap and gives the sweetest purr like a tinkling bell. He's no Bubba but his company is appreciated.
