Autumn is a perfect time of year in the Blue Mountains. The sky is blue; it’s warm in the sun and cool in the shade. Perfect for walking through the streets and enjoying the changing leaves.
This year, the colours seem even more spectacular than ever.
I’ve been head down writing lately, only taking time off to exercise in the afternoons. But on Monday I headed off with a friend to the other side of the Grose Valley to Mount Wilson off the Bells Line of Road. What a place!
I try to go there every year to the open gardens and I’m never disappointed. This year, I gathered chestnuts and roasted them in the oven when I came home. Delicious!