Autumn has been particularly beautiful this year.
A couple of weeks ago I took a trip to Westonbirt Arboretum and took some photographs of the trees. Many of the trees were still green, some had turned a rich red, others were in the process of turning. Spectacular!
I suppose it should be a depressing season – winter is just a few weeks away, another year will be over. I will be a year older and will have accomplished little with my life, and will have that bit less of it left.
Yet I also find that first slight hint of a chill in the air invigorating. Before the really bad weather sets in, this time of year often produces days of astonishing beauty. The light is a rich golden glow rather than the harsh glare of summer.