“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”

AND WHILE FALL will always fall second place to summer here, there is no denying its astonishing loveliness and romance — there are still the last of the roses in blossom, the leaves have begun to turn and billow off the branches, falling, falling, there are chilly mornings with hot coffee and surprisingly still-warm evenings walking home from a cosy candlelit pub along the cobblestones, and so, a little autumn inspiration in rich shades the colour of fallen leaves and cloudy and skies, all tinged with bits of gold . . .