This was my mother's favourite time of the year...... the sunlight is glorious, and the mornings have that little chill that you know will warm up later. And it is still Summer, whatever the pumpkin sellers say! In the UK, Autumn/Fall does not officially start until 22 September. In my garden I have a lot of orange this year (including tomatoes!), and until recently I didn't ever choose orange for flowers. Then I acquired a baby rose, and a couple of crocosmia all in lovely shades of peach and orange and I was off!
For the dog days of Summer then, what shall we read?
Not sci-fi, no wars, no dystopia..... but a fairytale for adults perhaps? I'm reading a recommendation from more than one booky friend: