Orange canopy above, leaf fall below, eyes half closed in pale sunlight, autumn was on fire.
Our footsteps and paws pace out the trees along our walks.Beech, hazel, sycamore, oak, ash.....the colours change from lime green to yellow, red and copper. As they are walked back into the earth they all become brown, lose their shape and colour until they ARE the mud.
I need to remember to look at familiar views with fresh eyes, lift my head up and stare.This is where I am lucky to live.
This colour will be short lived until the next rain or wind.
Young pup Rosie runs ahead scampering in the leaves, old Jessie dog relies on her nose more these days, eyes and ears starting to play tricks on her.This path was recently covered in hardcore and looked awful, luckily a bed of beech leaves have now disguised it.
These beech trees are solid sentinels, they have such still awesome power when you walk through them. They root you. I wanted to bring my parents here before the leaves came down.Too late! That night the wind and rain came and stayed around for a while
At home during one of the prolonged days of wind and rain another massive limb of our favourite beech tree came down.
It must have made an awesome crash.Somehow, for the second time, it politely left the fence below intact, jacknifing over it.
This is the extent of the fall, the beginnings of the cutting and clearing by Ashley.
One of my jobs has been to clear and stack the smaller bits of the wood, it is my favourite job I have ever done I think!
I get toasty and warm doing it, it is good exercise and it is quiet and beautiful and I even have silent companions! ( Ashley too sometimes)
A sudden turn from autumn towards winter. Heavy frosts. Pink mornings. Blue skies.White ground.
Not long until Winter Solstice and Winter has arrived breathless and late!