Swan Song in the Meadow

Just look what I found in the meadow this weekend! A splash of floral splendour, that simply could not be left out there in the field for no-one to notice. I gathered them greedily then rushed home to let them drink deeply in my little Simon Pierce vase, almost hidden beneath the maple leaves. Autumn is here, and last night we had a chilling frost. It's time to start knitting and spinning and reading Robert Frost...time for jam-making and apple-picking, time for bread-making and leek and potato soup. Time to fill the house with warmth and provisions, logs and verse, prayer and praise...