They say you remember your first time. I am not so sure. I don’t think that in a few months I’ll be able to look back and remember the date of this morning. But this was, in fact, the first morning that I felt I needed to wear gloves on the walk round the circuit.
Although it is still autumn, and the trees are still wearing their brown and orange, today was the first time that there was a feel of winter. We had a mild frost but even as the sun came out and cast its long shadows the temperature stubbornly started below zero. The cold kept the clouds from rising up into the sky where they usually belong, leaving them down in the valleys hiding the hedge and roads.
We are promised a colder few days to come and hopefully this is a sign that we may get a proper winter this year. While we wait, the dogs and I will just enjoy our crisp and beautiful starts to the day.