the first of the month has arrived already. the trees around mabel are starting to shed, covering stones underfoot with amber coloured leaves. over toast and tea this morning we bade farewell to september. then to welcome in october we baked some brown sugar biscuits, to-ing and fro-ing around the stove to the french tunes on the radio.
this was cc, together with his wooden train and biscuit, in the garden this morning. it felt comforting to pull on autumn sweaters and scuff boots through the fallen leaves. happy first day to you october, it is wonderful to have you here.