Autumn arrived last night and I heard her blowing through the trees this morning as I lay in bed in morning's half-light. Although the garden is still coloured with roses and cosmos, they are blowsy and loose, ready to lose their petals to the wind.
When we went to Alberta for a wedding in August, my mother-in-law divided among her daughters and daughters-in-law, her china teacups. In the 1950s it was fashionable to give bone china cups as wedding and shower gifts. I came home with several and I shared them with my daughters and daughter-in-law. I think the one above is going to be taken down from its perch to become my autumn teacup. The colours and leaves just remind me of this wonderful season. And as I sip my tea, I'll thank God for mum and for the love she's shown me in the years I've known her.