Autumn 0


Autumn has well and truly arrived. The lawn is green with a mottled brown counterpane of fallen leaves.

Rain falls gently as I gather the last of the greenhouse tomatoes and carry them to the house in the fold of my shirt. Tonight they will be put to good use.

Rose lingers beech hedge shimmers water droplets.

Noises off kitchen industry Anne pops her head through door welcome smile cup of tea.

Inner stillness.


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