I have that feeling that I am taking a step back in time, and yet only by a two or three weeks. How quickly summer slips in to Autumn, but what a beautiful Autumn it is. We went for a glorious walk today with our friends Caddy and Kate across the hills from Eype to Seaton; the coast bathed in hot sunshine, the sea blue and sparkling. I wish I could show you it all, but for once (and intentionally) I'd decided to leave my camera at home and enjoy things in a different way - through looking, and not photographing.
And partly, too, because there's a story I want to share, and I know I must write it this weekend or never. The Melplash Show.
I suppose it's probably true to say that the real reason we didn't go away this summer was the Melplash Show. Charlie was making sure that his dahlias and vegetables were as beautifully looked after as the most cosseted pooch in the upper east side of New York city. Care and attention reaps rewards, I always like to think, but as the day drew close I can't help but admitting that we were full of trepidation. New Zealanders from Charlie's home town of Mayfield are very well aware of his incredible skills in the agricultural and pastoral shows; but this was new territory, and one never quite knows if the locals will be friendly to newcomers.
Early on the morning of the show entry day, Charlie picked and gathered. The flower room came into its own, and a host of 'bikini vases', as I have now learned they are called, started to do their work.