Monday, 26 October 2009

To Autumn


Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun
John Keats

Well it seems that we are finally having some of those wonderful Autumn days that Keats spoke of in To Autumn. This morning's photographs don't really do it justice, as the sun kept disappearing behind the clouds, but there is a lovely soft quality to the light.


I wanted to capture some of the beautiful colours before they disappear. With the weather forecast predicting a change by the end of this week, I don't think that these leaves will last much longer.

I love walking on days like these. We haven't reached the crunching through the leaves stage yet, as most of them are still on the trees.

Gardens are adorned for the season and there are sights of this weekend's coming Halloween festivities, but more of them later.

For now, I am content to admire the leaves and savour getting out in the fresh air to enjoy the mild weather.

Isn't this tree stunning? It looked even more vibrant when I was standing in front of it.

Here's to Autumn and all of its mellow fruitfulness.