Still very green, but heavy rain pouring down the window today, here on the edge of the Pennine moors. The frogs in my pond will be very happy. Like CarolC, I always feel like hibernating at this time of year...

Yesterday however, the sun shone and we drove up to Malham in the Yorkshire Dales. The first signs of autumn are just touching the trees there, but no nip in the air yet. Torrents of water were cascading down Goredale Scar- too much to allow us to climb- so we walked round instead, up to and across the limestone pavement above Malham Cove. It was warm enough to doze in the sun after lunch while the children chased each other up the hillside.

To make the most of the last knockings of summer, we're spending next weekend at the far end of Cotterdale, a side arm off Wensleydale. No doubt we shall return laden with real Wensleydale cheese, whatever the weather sees fit to throw at us.

Noreen