I love the word Autumnal. When said out loud, it doesn't sound anything like Autumn and yet it is specific to Autumn. You just have to love the English language and all of its idiosyncracies.
And the weekend blog isn't related to the English language. I just went off on a different tangent, as I often do. The weekend was really a game of two halves. Saturday was a lovely Autumn day. There was blue sky and the leaves that need to fall have started falling. It is a lovely time of year to walk in the park
Sunday was a complete contrast. It was wet and if Minnie doesn't ask to go for a walk, you know it isn't the sort of day you want to venture out into. So the day was the sort of day you park yourself on the sofa, with Minnie cuddled up beside you. She manages to gradually wriggle herself off her blankie, until I find myself perched precariously on the edge
And you know Autumn is definitely here, when by 7:00pm it is pitch black outside
And there is a roast in the oven for dinner
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