The weather has definitely turned.
The drop in temperature may only be by a few degrees but I can feel the difference when it blows across the back of my neck. I love this time of the year. There is the cold smell of the wind and rain, the rich warm odour of decay and earth, and the glorious explosion of colour. Anyone who knows me will be well aware of the fact that I have a leaf fetish. (Leaves, spirals, wool, beef flavoured Monster Munch ... it's a growing list).
Today, whilst I was out and about, I saw these beauties. Yummy.