Thank you for your very kind and generous words on my New York embroidery diary. I am so glad you like it too, that makes me very happy indeed.
The weather has been absolutely all over the place this week. We've had warm, sunny days when we've walked in the woods, and days of solid rain when all I did was bake. It's been quite mild but very wet and windy, leaving me unsure what to wear each day; it's too cool for summer clothes but too warm for autumn ones, and my feet are protesting at having to wear something other than sandals this last week.
More signs of autumn are appearing indoors and out. I shuffled a few bits around on the mantel and added some pine cones and feathers.
Angus, who had such strong opinions on how I should decorate the shelf below, styled it for me. I may have changed it a bit. I felt ten pine cones was a bit much.
I made soup, the first batch I've made in months.
It was spinach, potato, onion and some sour cream that needed using up. Basically odds and ends from the fridge. I forget how useful soup is for using up those vegetables that are a bit past it, or those leftovers that you don't know what to do with. I also made bread (this recipe) to go with it and it was delicious, chewy and full of flavour.
Last Sunday, when it rained all day long and we had no plans, I baked plum cake (from Nigel Slater's Kitchen Diaries) and a batch of flapjacks for lunchboxes.
The garden is starting to get that raggle-taggle look that September brings. Leaves are falling, plants are looking faded and leggy and in need of cutting back, and the slugs ate my dahlias - again.
But the sedum is putting on a beautiful display, turning from pale to deep pink and brightening up the gloomier corners of the garden.
Today I sorted out the cupboard in the hall, putting all the flip flops and sunhats upstairs, making way for the thicker coats and scarves that will start to appear. I dug out the shoe polish to give my boots a bit of a spruce up, and have even bought a new winter coat. It's a knee length quilted one with a big hood and deep pockets, in preparation for the biting wind on our very exposed playground at school. Autumn, I'm ready for you.