There's a change in the season.

The seasons have a rhythm that is timeless........

Yet, they do not fit neatly into the calendar, with three months for each season. And sometimes, I think we flirt on the edge of a season, tilting between one and another. Summer and Autumn; Autumn and Summer.

Today we were buffeted by the edge of a hurricane..but by late afternoon, the sun had reestablished itself and the wind had calmed to a strong breeze. Out on my favourite walk, the College cricket pitches had been replaced by the rugby fields (and goals).

It is a reminder of the forthcoming new term..and the Autumn sports.