Minus 4 degrees on the patio Thursday morning and boy did it feel cold. A beautiful morning, the common dressed in white and mist gently rising off the river Test. Wrapped up with Blue racing around chasing his ball the only other person out at dawn was Stuart and Trinity. Trinity and Blue exchanged wags of tails, but Blue was far to interested in his ball and Trinity her stick.
It may be cold, but its mornings like this that remind me why Autumn is my favourite season. The colours of leaves on the trees, the bright crisp air and the Test Valley truly is a beautiful place. Tonight the fire will be stoked and the house becomes a warm cosy retreat.