Now, at last, it feels like autumn. Not that I wanted the summer to end. Who needs rainy mornings, or that sudden recognition of chill at the door?
To redress the balance, here’s a beautiful orange poppy I bought in Bury St Edmunds market a few weeks ago. It’s still flowering – just. A cheery smile as I left the house for work today!
What are the priorities in your life?
Where will the weekend take you?
Early morning. Grey. Misty. On my way to work. Remembered this from a few weeks ago and it made me smile.
Still some beautiful flowers in the garden. And the sun is shining!
Even if it feels like this right now…
there’s something better out there.
We all have to start somewhere.
Great oaks from little acorns grow.
… in Bury St Edmunds
I was lucky enough to spend a couple of hours in Bury St Edmunds last weekend, breaking a long journey on a hot day. It’s a place with a long and fascinating history, and the market is no exception, dating from the time of William the Conqueror.
We parked near the imposing 14th century Abbey Gatehouse and walked uphill towards the market; the colourful streets were bustling with tourists as well as local people.
The market itself is a wonderful, closely packed collection of over eighty stalls, selling everything from flowers to mobile phone accessories. Some traders were shouting their wares: a real, traditional market atmosphere. I bought strawberries, plums and samphire!
Some very impressive old buildings form an attractive backdrop.
Of course, I could have spent far more time and money there, but I had to get on with the rest of my journey. However, I’d definitely like to go back and explore the history of Bury St Edmunds when I can.