I always feel there is something beautiful, but poignant about the heavily laden golden ears of corn waving in the gentle breeze, fields outlined starkly against the azure skies.
Summer is coming to an end, the daylight hours are noticeably shorter and the rich green leaves of the summer trees and shrubs have given way to hints of yellow and orange.
The few remaining apple trees in our paddocks, once soldiers in acres of orchards, are now heavy with ripening fruit soon to be picked. The Blackberries, abundant in the wild areas of the garden, already are being bagged up and frozen for winter pies.
The swallows nesting in the barn are gathering in the evenings in preparation for their long journey ahead.
What a wonderful place we live in and share with our guests!