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?
The Changing Seasons Please visit Max for his take on Norway’s changing season, and also to catch up with the challenge rules.
Tish Farrell 
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 🙂
Looks singularly like Autumn, Tish!
Feels it too. V. draughty about the place.
Brrrrr
Back to vest even!
Oh dear! It’s not that cold here yet…..
Tish, This is one of those things completely out of our control. It is here too…one day one way..next 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.
Beautiful post!
Thank you, Kendall.
Welcome, Tish!
I definitely looks autumnal. Not that I mind. Autumn is the Good Season, so I’m always glad to see it.
I really like autumn too. Just not when it’s confusing my programme of late vegetable seed sowing. Don’t where I am with everything now 🙂
What a beautiful gallery. Definitely looks like a season of mellow fruitfulness, despite it having been unexpectedly cool, wet and windy.
Lots of fruit everywhere, and a late summer glow when the sun comes out. Gloomy in between though.
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!!
Yes, yes and yes.
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!”
That’s a splendidly lyrical list of tree species, Meg. And the notion that they’re muttering with intention…
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.
We use that lovely term too. We’re heartily hoping for one 🙂
Indeed! 🙂
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.
Thank you, dear Jo. Hope all is well with you apart from inklings of panic. I keep thinking there’s something important I’ve forgotten to do.
Tie a knot in an elephant’s tail? No, that wouldn’t be kind! 😦
Ooo-eee! Guaranteed to create a very cross ele 🙂
What gorgeous photos presaging my favorite time of year. Thank you!
Many thanks, Angela
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.
Enjoyed each of your seasonal images.
Thank you, Sally.
Unfortunately the summers are always too short. Never too long or too warm… Thanks for this lovely entry.
My pleasure, Max 🙂
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.
You are right about that question, Otto. We always do ask it. Many thanks for the kind words.
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.
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 🙂
I got my Yachtmaster over a 5 month period in the UK in 2011 and remember several seasons seeming to occur within a day 🙂
🙂
What a delightful display. Certainly resembles a period of smooth productivity, in spite of it having been out of the blue cool, wet and breezy.
Many thanks. And now, after a brief spell of golden light, it’s back to autumnal drizzle.
Your posts has redmined me that despite a very wet summer we still have fall apples to look forward to here in New Jersey.
Nothing like a good apple either, Khurt 🙂