When we were in Devon we were surrounded by the lushness of Summer, just at that moment before it topples into Autumn. It could not get any lusher, so it had to fall into Fall.
And, when we went to Arundel a few days ago, it was clearly Autumn, even though I don't think Autumn officially arrived till yesterday. I love all the seasons, and I love the idea that when Adam first opened his eyes it was in an Autumn garden. We think that is so, as that is where the Jewish year begins. But every year goes faster. And we are now approaching the Winter of our lives.
Not that Captain B has been brooding about that. He is off out trying to get more shots of the Red-Backed Shrike. See the Captain's Log.