Just a quick post today, while I prepare a couple more outstanding blog posts this week (more about the UK - I have a few old ones for both Europe and Africa to write, as well as a couple of generic 'blog' posts, about travel. I don't do those very often). But I digress.
It's autumn. Leaving the weird dying-hurricane-brings-yellow-skies that we had yesterday aside, it's been an unseasonably warm last couple of days. The forests are covered with leaves though and I have to admit I do have a childlike love of walking through fallen leaves and kicking them up. I also love the crunchy sound they make as you walk through them. It's kind of weird to revel in it, in a way, given that it's a very obvious representation of old age and death, the wrinkled, dried leaves slowly rotting in the ground. But I guess the tree still stands and lives to fight another year.
Are you a fan of autumn leaves & the sun's low angle casting a warm glow on everything? Or are you mythered by the skies darkening earlier and the knowledge that everything will get colder in the coming weeks?