Rust red sorrels and ageing docks bring colour and structure
to rough areas seemingly dominated by seeding creeping thistles, scruffy
rosebay willowherb and fading grasses. Many umbellifers - hogweed, angelica and the like – have shed
their seeds, and stand skeletal.
There have been plenty of bright days of recent, some quite
warm, though there is an overall cooling. Here and there colour in the leaves
on trees mark a change, but it still seems far from the ‘start of autumn’
announced by the man on the telly. But the lower light of the equinox does
bring a different quality, and fresh cut grass gains a golden glow. The hollow
lane to the old mine in the West Wood is filling with fallen leaves, and mixed
flocks of tits move from tree to tree. So perhaps autumn has started after all.
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Early morning mist |
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Snipes Dene in mist |
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Autumnal berries |
Steve Wootten & Phil Coyne
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