Yes, today is the first day of Autumn – and it looks like Autumn in London. North Sydney is fading into the mist. It’s rainy and windy.
It’s funny how entrenched are the ideas with which you grow up. It’s the first day of March – St David’s Day – a day for daffodils and crocuses and the whiff of Spring in the air. Even though this is my second Autumn here in Australia, I still find my instincts expect the days to be getting lighter, not darker; and I’m looking forward to Summer.
Anyway, that is my problem. Maybe I should quote Keats:
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun”
I always did enjoy that poem.
Find the rest here.
Happy Autumn, everyone!