The days are shorter but still the geraniums flower.
The air is fresher but a late sunflower blooms.
The peaches have gone but the oranges are ripening.
There is rain, but always the sun.
Mallorca in Autumn lifts the soul. I am deeply content on this Mediterranean island of light. The language is developing, the ponies are gleaming, the cats are beginning to sleep and the mountains change daily.
There is no place on the earth I would rather be.