There's that lovely whiff of autumn in the air. A damp, golden chilliness which is so beautiful until it turns muddy and wet (incidentally the muddy wetness ends up being dragged across our kitchen floor when a child crosses the threshold).
This half term we fully intend to mark it with pumpkin soup, spooky cakes, kite flying and general chaos.
So far we have enjoyed visiting the Arboretum at Westonbirt and collected acorns and pinecones and bags full of leaves. The children have been digging up lost potaoes and carrots in the veg patch and cooking them on homemade campfires.
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