Wet misty day, October preparing to leave,

I’m just about to begin our on-line shopping order.
Normally Stephen’s job.
I’ve done it in the past, around Christmas time, to beat all the crush in the shops. But he’ll be hors de combat for awhile soon when he gets home from hospital, (still hoping there will be a bed on Thursday!).
Well, I can’t put it off any longer so here goes. And at the same time a sudden gust of wind outside has just scattered golden autumn leaves whirling up into the air.
The photo is taken through our lounge window.
One of my favourite French songs about autumn is here :
https://youtu.be/743VHvGDzV8