We’ve gone from summer to autumn in a week. Last week the sun was shining and this week we’ve woken to autumnal days with an overcast sky and a nip in the air. According to Blogland, I should be wearing tweed, icy pastels and dark, moody florals; the kitchen cupboards should be groaning with jams in identical jars decorated with computer printed labels and a circle of floral fabric fastened by a beautiful ribbon; Kilner jars filled with chutneys and pickles should be arranged on lace edged shelves and I should be investing in tartan rugs to nonchalantly throw across the back of the sofa.
Instead of that, we’re marking the start of autumn with a “Guess the Weight of the Marrows” competition*, closely followed by a “What on earth are we going to do with all this marrow” discussion. And …
searching for things that were put away for the summer in those hopeful days of spring, like the patchwork quilt that’s back on the bed
drawing the thick curtains at night to keep the autumn darkness at bay
thinking about knitting – just the button band, buttons and fasteners to do on this cardigan, but motivation was lacking in the summer heat
patterns for hats and jumpers in autumn hues have been perused and wool ordered
picking damsons to cook in crumbles
smuggling autumn fruiting raspberries into chocolate cakes
We’re eating tomato soup. Rather a lot of tomato soup. Because we still have rather a lot of tomatoes. And marrow. Rather a lot of marrow.
And I’m wondering when that box at the bottom of the page appeared. The one that states “Occasionally, some of your visitors may see an advertisement here.” To get rid of this box, it seems I need to pay WordPress $30 for a No Ads upgrade. Yeah, right.
* the last two marrows weighed 5.6kg and 2.7kg