And did someone send a special message to the park to say it was Autumn? Because look what's been falling off the trees.
So if life gives you conkers, make conker art.
Or at least try to, before small feet discover the joy of kicking conkers.
Neatly fielded by my nephew Matt.
The boys had a great weekend with their cousins' visit to round off the summer. It's school tomorrow, so no more early morning blogging for me. Strictly up, in the shower and out the door - sob, sniff.