Yes, I know I'm slow on the uptake. It has in fact officially been autumn for some time now and I cannot in good conscience continue to have my summer garden pictured above. I hope you like the new seasonal theme up there.
Not my garden this time, though close enough. These were taken at the farm ten minutes walk down the road ...
Northern hemisphere autumns mean bonfire nights and pumpkin time ...
Can I eat these?
Mulled wine, woolly socks and dvd marathons (check out Willow's selection over here) ...
and the promise of Christmas ...
Santas getting in the mood early in Selfridges this morning
In short, all the fun bits of the cold season happen between now and the end of the year. Just please don't expect seasonal cheer from me in the bleak, freezing months of January to March; I promise unrelieved melancholy and fits of peevish whining.
