During the night I have been awakened by heavy rain hitting the leaves of the Virginia Creeper and in the morning there's a distinct chill in the air.
The branches of the hawthorn trees by the front gate are hanging low, heavy with bright red berries.
I cut a large one down and fashioned the leaves and berries into a wreath.
I knew that it wouldn't last very long but for a few days it added a nice seasonal touch to the front door.
Whilst walking Fleur I noticed the lane was littered with small acorns from the many wild oak trees that grow along there, I picked up a handful and brought them home in my pocket.
The next day I found a few pine cones so I brought those back too.
I didn't really know what to do with them so simply emptied them into some antique teacups to display in front of the hall mirror.
Et voila an instant autumn vignette.
Have a great week.