October has carried on with dry weather, with the parkland pale and brown. The activity of the month is very much with the red deer. A stag, with handsome head, is the boy of the the year and has been seen seeing off the challenges of the rising youth. He has clearly chased away any of the advances of others towards his coterie.
October is part of the year which sees seasons in transition, hanging on to the best that is autumn whilst, this year at least, giving only gentle hints to the month ahead. The hints this year are very gentle.
Looking towards the house, the parkland has still a greenish edge to it. I am still wearing my summer boots with gloves, hats and coats awaiting their emergence.
No place for complacency, however, with the English seasons. In a week or two, all may change.
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