Silver Leaf
It was the raindrops that firs caught my eye … and then the fact that from the angle of the light they don’t look like rain drops, but droplets of …
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It was the raindrops that firs caught my eye … and then the fact that from the angle of the light they don’t look like rain drops, but droplets of …
Shefali liked my photo of Ape Dale, near Church Stretton that I snapped today, while out on my walk.
Autumns colours are really beginning to erupt now. Stop and look and you’ll see there is a whole kaleidoscope of them.
Heavy rain in the early hours of this morning (heavy enough to wake me from my slumber) has washed the dirt from the air. The views are crystal clear … …
There are sunny spells between the heavy downpours this morning. An opportunity for a walk and o marvel at the golden colour of the horse chestnut leaves at the moment.
Ape Dale this afternoon – clear skies after a morning of heavy rain. The air has a clarity about it.
This evening’s sky … mesmerising.
You have to admit: the rustle of autumnal leaves is an unmistakeable sound, as your feet plough through the fallen debris.
Despite yesterday’s mindful moment, not all the leaves have fallen to the ground. Some are just starting their journey of change, from green to yellow, then orange and brown, until, …
The debris of autumn now litters my path. Autumn’s grip on the landscape is tightening. Yet despite all this death, there’s a beauty to behold in the leaf litter.