As far as I’m concerned, Bank Holiday Monday earlier this week marked the end of summer. The day commenced both cloudy and drab – but it finally turned into a beautiful late summer’s day. Dark blue skies, no humidity, a bit of a breeze. I sat in S’s garden for most of the afternoon and enjoyed it, just reading a book.
As well as lunch, we had dinner al fresco. He did steak. I made home-made potato wedges that were a welcome change. I think we had steamed whole carrots (I insist on eating them this way having read an article on the BBC website about the associated health benefits). We drank water (he drinks more water than any other friend I have – keeping 3 chilled bottles in the fridge at any one time). I don’t think we had pudding.
On Tuesday the weather was pretty awful. Big deterioration. Heavy cloud if I recall correctly. Yesterday it was squally and we had a lot of rain in the evening.
Summer is over. The humidity – which for me has been synonymous with this summer – has gone. People are starting to wear coats. Trench-coats seem especially popular this season. I’m already seeing scarves being worn.
Today I wore my light, black mac. I’ve not yet reverted to the drawer of v-neck cashmere jumpers that I wear throughout most of the cold period (which in this country is 8-9 months of the year). But it’s only a matter of time.
Summer this year was an anti-climax and the papers told us as much. The British public were especially peeved by the Met Office who had told us in early spring that we were ‘odds on’ for a great summer. Only, the odds weren’t in our favour. We had two pristine weeks in June (which, amazingly, coincided with Wimbledon). July was really pretty crap overall. Very humid. Mostly cloudy. A fair bit of rain. Limited sun. The jet-stream had, very annoyingly, moved directly over the UK and seriously inclement weather became the consequence.
August has been marginally better but not by much. Southern Europe has experienced a heatwave but that, unsurprisingly, has missed us. I am hoping for decent weather when I’m in France in a fortnight.
But it’s now autumn and this is my favourite season. I’ve experienced a ‘fall’ in New England and also one in Japan and in both countries it was sublime. Incredible foliage, obsidian blue skies, leaves on the ground, that cool, crisp, clear air that can and only ever will be autumn. I love it. And I like the clothes and colours of autumn. I like maroons and browns and greens especially. I like old cords and light to medium jackets. I like scarves although only when the wind is up. I love the cool but not yet ‘cold’ breeze and seeing flurries of leaves.
Glad it’s autumn and hoping it will be a good one.