Autumn

Autumn has arrived. Over the space of just two days the weather has turned cold. But it's glorious up here in the hills. Those long soft shadows, the crisp feel to the mornings. Bliss.

We moved up here just over a year ago, the ubiquitous tree-change I guess. It's true both our children had left home, and it did seem a bit odd to be rattling around in a big family home without them... so we moved. It's always hard to know if a move like this - from the city to the country, from a big house to a small one, from a suburban garden to a farm, will be a good idea or not. But in our case it was a very, very good idea.

Partly because a new environment make you look at yourself and your life and reassess, and partly because we've reached a time in our lives where things really are different (once your last child leaves home life takes on a new shape) the move has opened up lots of possibilities for us.

So here we are, midlife, moving to the country (with a gaggle of pets), starting our own businesses,  getting up with the dawn. Feeling unbelievably grateful to be here in this small, unimportant amazingly beautiful place in this small, unimportant amazingly beautiful life.