Autumn hit a few days ago. October came with winds and hail, rain and clouds and we admit defeat. We put our coats on, bring in our duvets and remember the mild summer days when the grain was growing still and the sun woke us up early in the mornings.

In a couple of years we’re probably moving to England. I’ve been wanting to for a while but we can’t yet. I want to work some more and maybe study. Alex wants to learn Swedish. So we don’t know when we’ll move. When we do move, however, I’ve decided I want to plant a fig tree in the garden. Fig trees are gorgeous and figs are one of the yummiest fruits.

I took this picture in Bradford-on-Avon. A quaint little town in Wiltshire with the river Avon running through it. We walked there along the Kennet and Avon canal and had a wonderful, sunny day.

Oh sweet peas…