“Seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness” I remember having to learn To Autumn by Keats many many years ago.

Suddenly Autumn has arrived with her beuatiful colour palette and unique smells. The air is sweet and soft when the sun is shinning. but just when you think “Indian Summer” black clouds roll in.

However, those blue autumnal skies lift the spirit and help to bring a little joy into the world.

Autumnal afternoon.