I sat out in the garden on almost every day last week. And, on Tuesday, it was so lovely out I decided to walk to the Prince of Wales, which I had been too busy to do in the actual summer. Here is a shot of the river you have to cross to get there from my house.
Doesn't look autumny at all, does it. It's a bit misty, because I took it with my phone.
We then went down to the west country for a few days to enjoy the warm weather by the coast. And look what I found when we returned -
This is my garden. The same garden I posted a pic of a week ago when it was still decidedly green. But it's pretty, isn't it.
And this is the view from the top of my road.
I think St Martin has finally abandoned us.