Here is autumn.....

Well my dears, autumn has announced itself in the most ardent of fashions with the recent spell of inclement weather. The temperature has begun to drop overnight and in the morn one can feel the cool fingers of autumn feeling it's way toward us. The breeze has turned the corner away from us and the wind has taken its place. One can still feel the dying embers of summer but the autumn door is widening. Not yet, dear friends, is it time to light those fires, for there is more to come. The apple harvest has begun and the leaves of our neighbours fine pear tree are turning the most becoming shades to herald the new season.

I am most fortunate to tell you that my beloved brother continues to enjoy his food and the comfort of his warm bed. He still undertakes his perambulation about the sanctuary garden, albeit at a much slower pace and not always every day, some days being better than others. He has become particularly fond of the comfort of closeness to our guardians and thus spends many a night lain across the top of the pillows on which they rest their heads. Here he can feel the warmth and love from them without the risk of a nudge by an errant limb. They, for their part, find great comfort in absorbing the gentlest of purring amidst their slumbers and dreams, as in the words of Shakespeare "such stuff as dreams are made on" and great comfort to all parties. I, for my part, find much joy in absorbing these scenes to store in my memory for eternity.