Watching the Seasons

One thing I love about living in the middle of arable land is the joy of watching the seasons change. i still think may is probably my favourite month, with mayblossom, elderflower, the grass verges blossoming, and the fields with their fresh green growth [well, apart from the bright yellow ones with oil seed in them]. But also watching the many wheat fields ripen and turn golden over the summer. It was such a hot summer, and viv complained so bitterly that she couldn’t get cool. She liked the Autumn, with the crispness in the air, the way the sun imparts a poignant golden glow over everything. A kind of enjoy this now, because this year is leaving you. My walking and driving over the last few days has showcased a ‘new England fall’ with the trees in the beautiful autumnal hues, set against bright blue skies, and brown, newly ploughed fields. I do like having seasons.