It was a poor summer as far as the weather was concerned and in some ways autumn can be less frustrating as expectations are not high and so good weather is received with delight and gratitude - certainly that was my response this weekend to the cool but sunny weather. My autumnal picture shows the M4 going west past Swansea at 6.48 a.m. on Saturday. In town I bought a stack of pumpkins for both Hallowe'en display and culinary purposes - Mrs Blog only got one medium-sized specimen from her garden, another result of the rubbish summer.
Everybody bangs on about autumn colours - referring to deciduous trees changing appearance - which can indeed be interesting but also a bit dreary. I prefer R.L.Stevenson's poem for children Autumn Fires which ends...
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!
I like the idea that autumn's answer to summer colour isn't a dull vista of dead leaves but rather the bright flames of bonfires (actually made up of those dead leaves) from October onwards and of course even brighter fire-works on Guy Fawkes night.
