Nearly November?

As we enjoy our Autumn holidays I must admit that I am finding it hard, at times, to accept just how far through the year we have travelled.  The view that I woke to this morning...warm, bright sunshine flooding into my room...was one that I might have expected to see back in June, not in nearly November.  The chill in the air later in the day is a bit of a clue but at 8am it was easy to imagine that the seasons had switched and we were just heading into Summer.  With no need to rush and the boys still deep asleep I grabbed that bag of knitting from the bedpost and sat contentedly with a mug of tea and the last of the Martin Beck series on my lap.  A pretty perfect start to the day and just what I needed...