Surprisingly I can welcome October, perhaps in defiance, with a flowering rose in my garden. It was a surprise appearance a few days ago and is still hanging on to the last. Perhaps it is waiting for the first snow and ice to preserve it until the warmer days arrive.
What does October mean to me? Perhaps the first time since the end of Winter that I will have to get my padded jacket ready for wear and covering my feet with socks and wearing warmer shoes with a built in profile on the sole. I remember my school days when a “harvest festival” would be organised. We would bring various food items from the store and would have a large table decorated with Autumn arrangements and our food supplies. Afterwards the items would be distributed to various retired elderly people.
I will be having the Winter tyres assembled on my car next week. There will be less work in the garden as there is nothing really to do. Perhaps cut down the withering plants, so hello October and please behave.