Changing Seasons ~ Is It August Or Autumn In Much Wenlock?


Much like this thistle down in the field behind the allotment gardens,  I’m feeling wind-blown; swept off course somehow; as if I’ve woken from a Rip Van Winkle deep-sleep and found myself in another time. I’m not the only one either. Others I’ve spoken to feel equally unsettled and disorientated.

One moment, around mid-June we were having sun-shiny suppers out in the garden, the evenings still warm after sunset; summer stretching  ahead and full of promise.

Next it was all change – to cool, wet and windy. It seems as if autumn  has been here for weeks. The fields above the town are harvested and already ploughed. The still-standing wheat has a grey look as if it has been  left in the field too long (or had too much Roundup). The apple trees are shedding apples, leaves are turning colour,  and the Linden Walk has browning drifts of fallen lime tree seeds.

The question is: has autumn come to stay, or will there be another shot of summer just when we least expect it. In November maybe?


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The Changing Seasons Please visit Max for his take on Norway’s changing season, and also to catch up with the challenge rules.

43 thoughts on “Changing Seasons ~ Is It August Or Autumn In Much Wenlock?

  1. Lovely pics as always, Tish. You’re not alone – I’ve been saying to the other half how the air smells different already, that little nip early morning and evening. Mists and mellow fruitfulness are coming our way. Though the school holidays are almost over which is usually a cue for one last blast of summer 🙂

  2. Tish, This is one of those things completely out of our control. It is here too…one day one day something different. We have been unusually wet this summer …now drying out and the possibility of a storm brewing in the gulf. We may miss most of it but Texas will get soaked.

  3. Certainly looks autumnal to me. I noticed today that a lot of leaves from my goat willow trees are turning and dropping. Too soon, too soon… I want more summer!!

  4. A beautiful gallery. I can never get enough of your images of squash and apples. Spring and winter are playing with us the same way: wonga vine, hardenbergia and wattle all muttering “spring”, and unheard of frost in my front yard saying “Haha, I’m not finished yet!”

  5. In America we call that last shot of summer, Indian Summer. Everyone looks forward to it in early October or late September. Beautiful photos, Tish. Thank you.

  6. It’s definitely a little odd. We observed changing leaf colour this week and I’m almost in panic mode. 🙂 🙂 Thank you for beautiful and very endearing memories of your lovely home.

  7. We are heading into Spring, although I am dubious about planting anything for a week or two as I have a gut feel we are going to hit by a severe bout of frost.
    It’s all Trump’s fault.
    Lovely photos.
    Let me put my sunglasses on, grab an iced tea, and go sit in the freezing autumn sunshine and feed the fish before the ice-age arrives.

  8. Isn’t that always the question towards the end of a summer: Is it the end or will we have more summer like weather again before autumn really sets in… Your images are gorgeous, nevertheless what kind of season.

  9. Goodness, autumn does come early to you and beautifully so, parading its golds, oranges, reds, and browns. Your images make me miss the changing seasons. Sadly, I have not experienced the seasons as I sail through the tropics. But I am drinking them up on your page, dreaming of the day when I will enjoy fall, winter, and spring once again.

    1. When we lived in the tropics is was v. disorientating to have no recognisable seasons. Things in the garden just kept growing even in the cooler months. But now it’s disorientating having several seasons at once, and not when you expect them 🙂

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