With a run of mostly dry days this week, I have been unashamedly obsessed with the wonderful light at either end of the day. Advertisements
There are some fruit that we all associate with late autumn, most notably pumpkins and winter squashes, which are harvested after the last apples and pears have fallen.
This week brought our first frost; the early morning skies were brilliantly clear, the palest glacier blue cross-hatched with dozens of feathering aeroplane trails, suffused with gold and apricot as the sun began to climb.
We are deep into autumn now, with winter already beginning to snap at its heels.