It's now the end of October - beginning of November. Unexpectedly for all of you, Indian summer has arrived, that is, a sudden warming that will last for at least another 2 weeks.

Kingsley is being thejr usual goofy self, making fun of Clemmie, who in turn doesn't pay much attention to it, knitting with wooden needles. You sat next to Clem, basking in the sun, which gave you, albeit a small, but for you, significant amount of warmth.

Perrine was looking for firewood for the evening fire, because even if there was sun, no one could cancel the evening/night cold.

Cole sat under a tree, searching for his muse in nature to write a new song for his next performance in a month or so.