When is Autumn?

B2016 ApplesontreeThey are getting bigger everyday. And there are nineteen of them. The above is one of those presents that brings special pleasures every year. Son #3 gave me this apple tree a number of years ago. The only trouble is that the presence of these beautiful apples makes me think about Autumn – again. No matter the fact that the Autumn Term has started in Scottish Schools, in my heart summer is June, July and August; while autumn is the latter part of September, October and part of November –  the time when the leaves turn gold and start to fall. That is what comes of having been brought up in the South of England. And I have never got used to HBTW‘s attitude of Autumn being in August, because in southern England temperatures are still in the twenties centigrade. I know that the opposite is true in the north of Scotland, but I feel like stamping my size four and a half, and shouting, “Oh no – summer can’t be over already.” Still, this is what happens every year after our Wedding Anniversary – I should be used to it after 51 years.

So I suppose that rant is over and I can go with the precious summer days that are in my heart. At least I can today, because it has been a warm sunny day with swallows still swooping and peacock butterflies lazing on the wildflowers.

B2016 FredaStAndrewsWe have been making the most of the weather to enjoy several outings. This was a day out in St Andrews, spent along with reminiscences of my time there as an undergraduate – rather a mature one, but someone who was pleased to make the most of the gift of three years of study and research. It was a busy time and I knew at the time that it would pass all too quickly. To be honest, I looked forward to being qualified and becoming a full-time Parish Minister. The only thing that really surprises me is how quickly the years have gone since I have been retired.

B2016 RobinGlebeGardenIn fact, we don’t have to go far for days out. The above is Himself with a glass of lemonade in the Community Garden. Less than a mile away from the house. Other treats and outings have included the following:

  • A day to the Kelpies at Falkirk.
  • A tour of Fife on a wet day.
  • A few days spent with Son #1 and his family and the Olympics on TV.
  • Loch Lomond and a picnic at Luss.

Time seems to rush past and I am grateful for the health and energy to be able to enjoy living in such a beautiful part of the world. On wet days I dream about all those indoor pursuits I am intending to catch up on; there is the ongoing task of writing up my Memoirs – it is coming on slowly because I keep getting diverted into ever more detail. Housework is not quite at the bottom of the list, but dusting is never a priority.

B2016 KelpiesAfter all, who wouldn’t rather wander round these iconic sculptures than stay indoors with a mop and a duster?

If asked to sum up this rambling blog post, I reckon it would be about making the most of the latter days of summer, though in truth we would do well to always make the most of the here and now whenever possible. I spent so many years writing sermons that I am tempted to go into the range of possibilities of all the things that come along, good and bad. But this isn’t a sermon, and the last thing I want to do is to preach at you, Dear Reader, what I want for you (and me) is more happy summer days and a gentle acceptance of the crisp beauty of autumn, when it comes.

I just don’t want it to be too soon.
Blessings from Dalamory.

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6 Responses to When is Autumn?

  1. Ray Barnes says:

    Even if you do get Autumn earlier than you’d like Freda, you do live in a very beautiful part of the UK.
    Your photos are lovely and both you and Himself (Misty too) look very content.
    Long may it last.

  2. Hello Freda!!
    Autumn is no danser AT all and it is rather easy to find things to do when everything quiets down. As I said a couple of days ago, the woods smell different and the birds sound different. This is something melankoli but still autumn is a time for thoughts and ponderings. Those pictures where really lovely and I don’t think you are preaching!!! Lovely time spent with lovely company. In two weeks time I have arranged a weekend for us adults, husband and me. Among other things we are going on an applesafari!!! You would lovet it and I’ll make a post to show you.

  3. The crisper the better for me. I almost detest summer, although I know it ends in three weeks. The heat has been more miserable than usual this year. September will bring us hurricane season which arrives with water, hopefully not too much of it. My relatives in Louisiana are underwater as I write.

    Lovely photos Freda and I can see I need to visit Scotland again.

  4. Sheila says:

    Hi Freda,

    Love your ramblings! And I feel fall here too even though it is still very warm!

  5. Hello Freda!
    Has autumn fallen upon you yet…? Silence fell, anyway. In Sweden the beaches are filled up with bathing people of all ages. Its hot and dry even if everything is soaking in the mornings. In church we are preparing for the annual Diaconalsunday. It’s a service where 5 different parishes come together in one of the ten churches, often with some musical extras that the different choirs perform together. We will be about hundred singers and a smaller orchestra. As I told Ray, I don’t approve of some of the music but most of it is quite good. It’s the lyrics that fail…. Hope you are alright over there!

  6. tabor says:

    Yes and yes!! I look forward to autumn but with a bittersweet view because it means another summer is behind me. I also have lists of things to do in the dark days of winter, and I will procrastinate and not do them.

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