Some people believe that you can balance an egg on its end at the moment of the equinox. For us, that was about 3am on Thursday. I did not attempt any early morning egg balancing. This inconvenient celestial moment, unmarked by all but the most dedicated Druid, made Friday the first full day of autumn.
And autumnal it is. As if in response to the equatorial alignment of sun and earth, it's suddenly turned cold here in London.
The weather here can be deceptive, though. Today is Saturday, tennis day for Michael. When we left the house, it was bright and sunny, so I wore only a light sweater, my favorite grey one that I expect will just disintegrate one day. But here in the park, though the sun still shines merrily, it's chilly and blowy. We are entering the long, cold grey season, and I will miss the sunshine in an increasingly desperate way until that first glorious sunny, warm day that I know will come eventually. The cold makes you appreciate the warm.
Turns out that the egg balncing thing is just a lot of rubbish. If you know how, you can balance an egg on end at any time of the year. But you can only get sunshine on sunny days.
Enjoy them.
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