I kind of feel like autumn has passed me by. We seemed to go straight from summer to incessant rain to winter. Only in the relatively short spells of sunshine of the last few days, have I noticed the colour in the trees and in the land. The moor just goes pale brown with green patches, but the fringes have a little more colour. These red leaves are from the small Acer in the garden but the rest has been looking pretty sad for weeks now.
Colour outside the garden.........
I'm beginning to wonder if Gorse is ever NOT in flower:
I find the light at this time of year, if there's even a hint of sunshine, just magical.
This fungi has almost covered a discarded log in a corner of the garden:
The river is running very high after all the rain:
Trigger is definitely blue now unless the sun shines:
I'm finding it very difficult to find anyone to print the cards of my drawings. No one seems to ring back if you leave a message, despite the fact that they're potentially going to make money out of you. Photos aren't so much of a problem, but fine line drawings are not easy. They won't be going on sale any time soon.
Am writing this sitting in front of the fire eating chestnuts that we collected from a woodland walk last weekend and roasted in the ash can. They're delicious and remind me of an urban childhood, walking down Oxford Street in London with my Grandmother at Christmas time and the smell of them coming from the street vendors' stalls. My Grandmother was a terrible snob, who thought eating in the street very uncouth, so I never got to eat them then; I did so when I was old enough to go on my own though. Until next time, have a lovely weekend and here are Snippet and Jack today.