A big high pressure system sits over the UK currently and is giving fine crisp weather.
This morning I was up and out early to catch the Tube, and the air was crisp and the skies clear. The cars in the street were all frosted. An old experience returns. Yesterday evening walking back through Walpole Park, it was another classic autumnal experience. The skies clear with a lower orange tinge as the sun was going down, with vapour trails across the western skies, with alternating colours. The moon had risen and was low in sky, just above the tree line, looking clear with the craters visible. The trees are varied in colour now, with leaves collecting on the floor;beautiful.
Last night was reminder of NZ. Clear skies means cold nights. I slept in two t-shirts and had my pyjamas tucked inside my socks!
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The passage of time in Wellington and elsewhere
