Small piles of autumnal stuff keeps appearing here and there. Each time we go for a wander the Buns fill their pockets with some more of their finds. The seasons are definately having a change about.
After school last week I decided we needed to go and pick some blackberries before they all disappeared. I dragged the Buns and Alfie Blue off for a walk to find some and see if we could find those sloes that make that delicious happy making gin. We only managed to collect a jugful before the rain chased us home again.
Never mind we got more than enough blackberries to cover the stewed apples we turned into a crumble. All part of Saturday's warming lunch cooked by Eldest Bun. She's growing up and wants to learn to cook, which is find by me, so we started with Butternut Squash & Chilli Soup, followed by fruit crumble. A change of season and changes in my girl are afoot.
I'm also planning for those longer evenings cosied up by the fire that are coming. I really want to learn new things. Usually if I want to know new stuff, I go through books and just ask around until I work it out for myself. This time I decided to go the quicker route and actually get taught a how to, so I've signed up for a one day Fairisle knitting workshop.
I did have a go at fairisle once before, but the wristwarmer only covered half my hand. I'm not sure if my problem's tension, amount of stitches or that fairisle just doesn't like me.
Even though there was a nip in the air, the sun was out this weekend so we made the most of the gorgeous weather. On Saturday we had an afternoon bike ride along the lanes running from our cottage and worked off that hearty lunch. The only hint that autumn is coming was the change in light.
On Sunday we had an afternoon at the coast to celebrate my dad's 85th birthday. We go every year to the place where he holidayed as a small boy in the 1930's. Normally we have a picnic on the beach and set up camp for the day. This year dad couldn't manage getting on the sand so we had a grand time strolling and playing on the prom prom prom.
And because he was a birthday boy we came back here for a tea party of champagne, trifle and cake to end the day perfectly.