Autumn
Yesterday I did my usual August Bank Holiday cycle ride, ambling along country lanes near the Herts/Essex border. And though the sun was shining, the air was chill, almost raw, in a persistent northerly breeze.
This morning, under leaden skies again, there was a distinctly autumnal feel to the air; and it's still August.
The rain last week did not help the plum harvest, such as it was. We got enough for a pie, after discarding the thoroughly wasp-eaten ones (about half the crop). We have more of last year's still in the freezer than we got this year.
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