Une promenade en automne

The weather's been sort of thundery lately. Most days. Sometimes it's so loud it wakes us up in the night. The rain falls hard enough that cars wheels are completely submerged, and there's waves on the roads. Surprisingly, I haven't been suffering from migraines at all (not even that night when I dared to drink red again and overdid it a bit...). For the first time in years I can look at a cloud and not feel threatened. In fact, I'm so confident I've even given the sky the finger once or twice... I'm stronger than you, buster.
But I was worried I wouldn't be able to take my weekly walk with Max. Fortunately, it didn't rain, and without the threat of migraines, I was fully able to appreciate the beauties of the season.


There was a lot of yellow.

And some red

Purple

And only just turning horse chestnuts, crisp brown on the outside, tender green on the inside

And of course it wouldn't be autumn without horse chestnuts!

 
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