Mmm, wine

What a glorious autumnal day. At 7am there was frost on the ground and the sun was slowing peeking out from behind the snow capped mountains. The day turned into one of those perfect autumn days that you usually only see on TV - crisp red leaves, chunky wooly knits and afternoon walks in the low, golden sun.

It's these kind of days that are designed for a walk to the pub by the river for a lovely glass of red wine. I love how Felix looks like he has been enjoying more than one glass of wine. Oh how relaxed he looks. Oh to be two months old and not have a care in the world, especially not to care how you look when snoozing in the pub.