Autumn coming

The leaves of this rowan tree are telling us something. I quite like the fresher days. I have the structure of my song worked out so that the run through we record on Sunday will become the tempate for the thing. I'm reading a book about Bessie Smith by Jackie Kay, so I've been tuning into Bessie and other blues artists today. I'm using a fillet of smoked haddock to make Cullen Skink for my tea. Whoopee!