First Frost

The first frost traces,
The chilled frilly edges,
Of fast falling fronds.

Yes folks, todays letter is "F".
What a glorious frosty morning, although the sun soon melted it all and the crunch of frost underfoot, became the drip drip as it dropped from the ferns. 

The ferns are bowing their heads now and starting to fall.

It's proper chilly weather which is sad in a way, but also a relief .... summer clothes now look ridiculous hanging in the wardrobe, so they can be safely packed away until next year .... the wheel turns ...