Perfect October

It's one of those absolutely perfect days. On the hill in the vineyards today, around midday, I was cycling with the dogs. I could see the Black Mountains and the Pyrenees in a 180 degree sweep, with the coast to the southeast. It's deliciously warm in just a polo shirt & summer trousers. I could smell the warmth and took huge lungs-full of sweet early autumn air. The dogs were running free and beside me, obviously enjoying it as much as me. I stood on my pedals, free-wheeled and yelled YIPPEE!! at the top of my voice. No-one called back. They were all missing the pleasure whilst getting on with their Saturday morning lists. Lucky, lucky me.
The old convent smiled back when we arrived home.