Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness

Orphanage Rolls from 1585. I was allowed to handle this freely.

We had an unseasonably warm October, and the mists and fogs are just beginning. We had a lovely walk through the park this morning after visiting the archives, and were enchanted by the views:

Florence's school building; she had this view this morning!

Consolazione shrouded in the mist

Todi in a cloud!

Love,

Alexandra