Sunday, NTS and I went on an Adventure.
First to the Stockbridge Market. Lots of organic, handmade, tasty, etc.
So much paella.
I enjoyed my first apple of the season. Apples never taste so good at any other time than they do in fall.
Unlike in the US, when local apples aren’t available, there seem to be only 3 varieties: Gala, something yellowish, and sometimes Pink Lady. They’re not a bit like the real thing (although Pink Lady are pretty good, once you get past the sugar). I will happily eat apples in quantity all autumn.
And make no mistake, I’m pretty sure it’s autumn here. Summer happens in June and early July, and then we start a gentle descent toward November rains.
Once you’ve made up your mind to fall, though, you get a long and lovely one.
After loading up with sale raspberries, local apples, and a Christmas present or two, we headed out past the most fanciful Pizza Express I’ve ever seen…
and down along the Water of Leith.
In the early spring, this was quite the torrent, but now it’s settled down.
It reminded me of the river behind our house Fall was always the best time to pick our way up or down it, from rock to rock, catching frogs. We always came back with wet feet or shoes and trousers full of burs. It was the best.
Once past the Water of Leith, we made our way to the Botanical Gardens, where we enjoyed our tea.
But those are pictures for another day.