"Where are the songs of Spring ? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, -
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble plains with rosy hue;"
The weather is turning very very subtly; the mornings darker, the night air cooler... And in celebration today I made this fragrant, full bodied Stout Ginger Cake, and of course, danced in my autumn shoes.
I have always loved the fact that my birthday falls in the middle of autumn - and this year I've decided to put on a Autumn-inspired dinner party. You'll hear more on the planning of food and costume in the days to come but let me share the little leaf invites I whipped up earlier this week: