'We heard the rustling in the trees and with a sigh a tired leaf would fall.
We heard the murmering of the breeze and now and then a bird would call.'
7th - mellow autumn day. Felt dreamybat dinnertime so went for a stroll among falling autumn leaves. Memories come flooding on a day like this. Lecture at 4.30pm. Library. Home. Very tired. To bed at 8.45.