As I write the thunder is rumbling around the mountains and the sky has a peculiar yellow glow. No, it's the way the sun is hitting the clouds, nothing more sinister..... well I hope not.
After all the glorious summer weather it seems we are in for a soggy spell.... perhaps that means the lawnmower can finally go away... I was beginning to think it was a permanent attachment. I walk miles trundling along behind it..... this obsession with neat lawns.... how very British....
I notice the leaves are just beginning to change.... so we obviously need a big wind to dislodge them all from the trees before they start looking truly spectacular..... sigh. Pity, as I like a glorious colourful autumn..... although one thing I have noticed there are far fewer acorns this year than usual.... I am normally machine gunned by falling acorns as soon as I set foot outside the door... but not this year. I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact the oak came into leaf before the ash. Well that adage was true:
Oak before ash you're in for a splash
Ash before Oak you're in for a soak.....
Yes, compared to the last 10 years or so it has been incredibly dry here this summer; the lawn was even parched in places..... and the ash has beaten the oak every year of that last 10 years til this one.... so yes we got a slash of rain rather than a real soaking. That seems to have curtailed the acorns. Either that or the squirrels (also proliferating madly) have had the lot already...... I have noticed a bumper crop of hazel nuts, blackberries and the like. So if that means a bad winter we had better watch out.....
Watch this space......
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