It’s clear that the seasons are changing. The signs are all around. Never more so in the hedgerows where there are fewer flowers and only the die hard cow parsley prevails. We’ll have to change our routines for dog walking and photography soon. I’ll also need to make a pilgrimage to Kathmandu to acquire a new fleece for the chilly times yet to come.
I can tell the seasons are changing because I’m sniffling most of the time… does that count?! (There are plenty of other sgns, too)
The wind has picked up and the cicadas have quietened down – I imagine that these are signs of Autumn as well – only our second in NZ so not used to it yet.