A CHANGE FOR THE WETTER.

Hello folks, it is hard to believe that a week has gone by since my last post written when it was fairly sunny, & reasonably dry, though the weather at the Steam Rally was a bit cool.

<<< I didn't see this old bus there, but it might have been. This photo was taken in July on the village green here, anyway I've added it it today because of the link between old vehicles and the weather and just because it has the word dew on the back of it.

And yes these last mornings have been dew heavy or rain sodden as the weather has changed and the temperatures so high for so long this summer have plummeted as I sit here in early evening, it is cold.

August was lovely a really sunny month with masses of blooms appearing all over local gardens and in the hedgerows too. There were acres of golden fields stretching as far as the eye could see and the harvest began in earnest to get all the grain gathered and the straw  baled to make sure it was in and safely stored for the long autumnal and winter months that face us through until next year.
In the garden here there were masses of butterflies and bees covering the headily scented heads of such blossoms as the buddleia and hundreds of wasps feeding greedily on the early fallen apples which fruited very heavily this year.

The daft dog amused himself in the garden whilst I was trying to sort the garden shed out and generally tidy up around the place and all was sun gold, calm, warm and peaceful.

And then the weather began to change as greyish skies started to loom overhead.

Walking the footpaths that edge along the dykes, teazles were standing in bare headed clusters,

whilst in all of the hedgerows hips and haws were fast turning into rich autumnal reds and the blackberries were hanging in juicy large deep purple clusters bringing forth such lovely thoughts of wonderful winter warming deserts and lots of pots full of home made jam.

Then shortly after that dry walk along the fen dyke, the weather really changed. On came the lead heavy skies and the rain began in earnest. Within just a few days the fields were too sodden to plough and in the orchard here, apples were falling fast as they got bombarded with large water droplets like miniature bullets firing the fruit off the boughs.

Even the wasps were taking cover somewhere, as indeed were we, it was just too wet to be out and indoors the temperature plummeted as the wind picked, up blowing around the house and seeming to suck all the warm air out of it, so that extra jumpers were needed.

I managed a short walk with the dog, the first time I've worn wellies for ages and overnight the change in the scenery was quite dramatic. The paths were all littered with masses of leaves in all different browns, golds and greens. Even as I write this the noise of the rain that has started again ... is loud on the window panes.  Autumn has truly arrived.