Autumn

I love autumn. The scent of soil, wet leaves and moss, of black grapes on the wines and roasted chestnuts. There’s nothing like fresh, clear days when the sun shines and while the temperature drops the central heating rises. It’s time for walks in the woods and drives into the mountains, and searching for fruit in the chestnut forests. It’s the season for cooking soup and drinking red wine and sharing a fondue chinoise amongst friends.
All the linen clothing has been neatly folded and put into storage and summer bedding replaced with feather doonas and flannel sheets. I went to Bennetton yesterday and bought two new woollen jumpers and a pair of stripy gloves to take to Dublin.