Let your mind wander in the pure and simple The words of Chuang Tzu rang in my ears as I walked . Autumn with Winter just around the corner . It seems a little strange to say winter when the sun is beaming down. It is 25 degrees at least and feels much warmer. The sun has been like a large red ball in the sky. The wildfires of the USA seem to have created some kind of phenomenon where the smoke has been picked up by the jet stream . The jet stream has carried it across the Atlantic and coloured up our September sun. But nevertheless Autumn is lurking there quietly but there nevertheless .
There are two more weeks to September and then another three before the clocks change . The lights are having to be put on in the mornings . It is now much darker than it was a few weeks ago. The on earlier at night . The heating even pops on some mornings. Walks take on a different meaning than those of early Spring when I thought Covid was going to be over and done with
quickly. It is still with us . The new mantra is Hands , Face , Space How effective it will be remains to be seen? Hands wash them often . Use the hand santizers that have a part of normal life . Keep your hands from your face . Dont keep masks. Dont wear them under your chin. Use them to cover your nose . These are the rules of Covid as the . Keep your distance - Dont mix with other households . As I walked I found myself thinking more and more about how we as a country are trying to minimise the disruption of Covid . And not being very successful .
. The rule of 6 applies . No more than six from two households can meet up. The mixed messages . If your sister visits your parents you cant go there at the same time . Yet the three families could book three separate tables at the pub and socialise . We can stand seven of us in the reception of the swimming pool . That is Ok. Lockdown yet again seems just round the corner . Lurking there
and waiting patiently to pounce. It is hard to feel positive. With the shorter days just around the corner , the conkers on the trees, mushrooms turning up everywhere and a slight yellowing of the leaves. Autumn is definately ready to pounce on us . Blackberry and Apple Pies , Elderberry jelly . Autumn is a purple coloured month .
With each step I ponder Christmas . What will of Christmas ? All those office parties . Cancelled due to Covid . All those people expecting to go back to work . It does not feel like it will happen . We are all in for a rocky ride. The PM says we must all now get back to work . The High Streets need our trade . People seem genuinely scared to go out . What has Covid done to us and will we ever get normal back? .
It feels odd being back off holiday so soon. We came home to do a viewing . A lovely lady with her son. She enthused about the house . She gushed . Her son tried to be practical . It was in the right place for her
. Would it suit her husband ? We have steps . Could he manage them? And dogs . So many questions to be resolved . She went away to think about it leaving us wondering if she would back again with her husband . We were disappointed home early . We felt stir crazy. We suffered cabin fever . We wondered if we would ever move . The leaves on the trees are starting to drop. Who would have guessed all this year would be wasted .
Our Caxton card is still full of euros waiting to be spent. Gabby needs a wash . We have a wad of euros . Will we get to spend them in 2020? The tunnel is booked again . We are optomistic we will get away. Brittany - perhaps . We dont need to go far . Just far enough to get out of the Uk and enjoy a bit of Europe . If they let us in after the mess we find ourselves in with Brexit . No Mr and Mrs Jones you are not European any more . Go home you Brexiteers . Normandy - we could try Falaise again? . is out as is the Atlas . We need a plan . Today is going to be the start of yet another plan . Third time lucky perhaps ?
