Today, was a truly autumnal day. Misty, cool with a hint of smoke hanging in the air. There are so many wonderful poems about Autumn but I thought I'd give poetry a miss, and quote Jane Austen instead. Here are her thoughts about Autumn from Persuasion:
Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.
It was a day for walking in the Lakes, not going to work! Alas, we went to work...