As a youngish Grandpa (and Granny JoJo) we relish our moments with our little Olivia and Fin … being loved and remembered is all anyone can hope for. 💛💛
I've noticed how beautiful the mist looks as it drifts in the nooks and dips of the fields on my way to work in the mornings. Especially when the early morning sun is trying it's best to shine through as well!
The stillness of the last week, and the light, seems to have slowed me right down. I've done a lot of looking. Mooching, stopping, and looking... at trees - how their shapes are changing! as well as their colours, tiny new acorns, sycamore wings on the ground in the car park, the stars, the moon, a comet!, spiders...Beautiful calm restorative stuff.
It's been a brilliant week to start collecting leaves, re-using sacks saved from birdseed, to rot down slowly into leaf mould. Some glorious night (and early morning) skies full of stars too.
In Northumberland, visiting a friend, Craster kippers for a hangover and blew the cobwebs away with a walk to Harry Hotspur’s castle. Then the pristine sweep of Warkworth beach. Bright blue sky meets soft sepia dunes. A pod of dolphins following the fishing boat. A gentle sky blue pink sunset at the harbour.
Such light when the sky cleared so the last autumn leaves still creating a palette of astonishing copper orange hues -so still catching leaves as they flutter down or race by and making wishes for peace & a sense of each other . Planting bulbs and thinking of their future joyful palette of colour welcoming in the Spring .Supping soups & chowders to stay warm and feel those earthy mineral flavours -Oh the celeriac !! 🌿🙏🍁
I feel a tinge of sadness as I look out of the window at the bare and knarled Acer tree its bright leaves, that were so glorious last week stripped by the weekends stormy weather, blanketing the ground and the roots of its tree. The cycle of life even more poignant as we said goodbye to a dear friend who died too young.
A wonderful train journey from Vienna to Budapest. Looking out at miles of flat land then wooded hills under a cloudless but soft blue sky. Still lots of green, but the sun making golden leaves glow and silver leaves, trunks and branches shine. And every so often a tree so completely full of huge balls of mistletoe that it looked as if someone had got up and hung them there like giant baubles.
I’m feeling ‘peak Autumn’ in our little corner of rural France. The local farmers have been all out on harvesting, taking advantage of a run of balmy days. T-shirt weather for me as I ‘tame’ the meadow and the long grass around our slightly neglected potager. We have adventures planned for next year so the kitchen garden will be lightly planted. So, tarps are covering the ground to keep the weeds at bay. Amazing birdlife serenading our efforts … yesterday evening, a lone crane called to its ‘gang’ flying on ahead. It was beautiful to watch them circle and wait for tail end Charlie to catch up. Proper community.
Peak color in my locality of Michigan. Purpley-red sassfrass and sumac, glowing orange maples, golden aspen and russet oaks. The magnificent show will end with the next rainy or windy day. Enjoying the last of the season's warmth and sunshine while putting the garden to rest and tending to farm chores.
Trudging all the way across town to buy a can of pumpkin puree - has anyone else found them hard to come by this year? - then spending an afternoon baking super sweet pumpkin spice oatmeal cookies!
We are not quite at peak autumn in Lancashire, things still a bit green and warm - the slug eaten cosmos has just decided to bloom which is a bit late in the day and not autumnal at all. Eating however is very much peak autumn, soups and crumbles and pies, and it’s almost (hooray) parkin time.
Past peak in New England but still 10-14 days until skeleton trees, a sudden spell of summer weather but now back to refreshing briskness, leaves swooping down from above meeting with swirling leaves already fallen...it's an autumn snow globe, a pumpkin scone
Cooking crumpets and porridge over the fire, with hot chocolate, for the children’s snack at work.
Fungi hunting with the children and getting just as excited as each other at each new discovery!
Crunchy, jewel-toned leaves underfoot on the walk to school.
Singing ‘Autumn’ by Paolo Nutini, with my siblings, as a tribute to my lovely Grandma who passed away this month.
So sorry to hear of your loss … what a gorgeous tribute to your Grandma.
Thank you so much. I think she’d have loved it, she loved us and hearing us sing together. We are so lucky to have been a part of her life.
As a youngish Grandpa (and Granny JoJo) we relish our moments with our little Olivia and Fin … being loved and remembered is all anyone can hope for. 💛💛
So special! 🥰
The best!
Such a lovely way to remember her.
I've noticed how beautiful the mist looks as it drifts in the nooks and dips of the fields on my way to work in the mornings. Especially when the early morning sun is trying it's best to shine through as well!
The stillness of the last week, and the light, seems to have slowed me right down. I've done a lot of looking. Mooching, stopping, and looking... at trees - how their shapes are changing! as well as their colours, tiny new acorns, sycamore wings on the ground in the car park, the stars, the moon, a comet!, spiders...Beautiful calm restorative stuff.
It's been a brilliant week to start collecting leaves, re-using sacks saved from birdseed, to rot down slowly into leaf mould. Some glorious night (and early morning) skies full of stars too.
In Northumberland, visiting a friend, Craster kippers for a hangover and blew the cobwebs away with a walk to Harry Hotspur’s castle. Then the pristine sweep of Warkworth beach. Bright blue sky meets soft sepia dunes. A pod of dolphins following the fishing boat. A gentle sky blue pink sunset at the harbour.
My home county - so glad you enjoyed those beautiful things Rosamund!
A wonderful place x
Such light when the sky cleared so the last autumn leaves still creating a palette of astonishing copper orange hues -so still catching leaves as they flutter down or race by and making wishes for peace & a sense of each other . Planting bulbs and thinking of their future joyful palette of colour welcoming in the Spring .Supping soups & chowders to stay warm and feel those earthy mineral flavours -Oh the celeriac !! 🌿🙏🍁
i love celeriac too!
I feel a tinge of sadness as I look out of the window at the bare and knarled Acer tree its bright leaves, that were so glorious last week stripped by the weekends stormy weather, blanketing the ground and the roots of its tree. The cycle of life even more poignant as we said goodbye to a dear friend who died too young.
I’m sorry Clare xx
Thank you ❤️
Condolences on the loss of a friend.
That’s so sad and very hard to come to terms with Clare
So sorry to hear about your friend, Clare.
A wonderful train journey from Vienna to Budapest. Looking out at miles of flat land then wooded hills under a cloudless but soft blue sky. Still lots of green, but the sun making golden leaves glow and silver leaves, trunks and branches shine. And every so often a tree so completely full of huge balls of mistletoe that it looked as if someone had got up and hung them there like giant baubles.
A combination of sunrise in one area of sky and dark rain clouds in another gave an amazing vividness to the autumn coloured leaves yesterday.
Happy chilly dipping.
I’m feeling ‘peak Autumn’ in our little corner of rural France. The local farmers have been all out on harvesting, taking advantage of a run of balmy days. T-shirt weather for me as I ‘tame’ the meadow and the long grass around our slightly neglected potager. We have adventures planned for next year so the kitchen garden will be lightly planted. So, tarps are covering the ground to keep the weeds at bay. Amazing birdlife serenading our efforts … yesterday evening, a lone crane called to its ‘gang’ flying on ahead. It was beautiful to watch them circle and wait for tail end Charlie to catch up. Proper community.
Peak color in my locality of Michigan. Purpley-red sassfrass and sumac, glowing orange maples, golden aspen and russet oaks. The magnificent show will end with the next rainy or windy day. Enjoying the last of the season's warmth and sunshine while putting the garden to rest and tending to farm chores.
Trudging all the way across town to buy a can of pumpkin puree - has anyone else found them hard to come by this year? - then spending an afternoon baking super sweet pumpkin spice oatmeal cookies!
We are not quite at peak autumn in Lancashire, things still a bit green and warm - the slug eaten cosmos has just decided to bloom which is a bit late in the day and not autumnal at all. Eating however is very much peak autumn, soups and crumbles and pies, and it’s almost (hooray) parkin time.
Lighting the candles on the breakfast table as it's too dark to read.
A visit to North Yorkshire and walking in 'peak' Autumnal forest. Back home in Sussex is not feeling quite there yet.
Past peak in New England but still 10-14 days until skeleton trees, a sudden spell of summer weather but now back to refreshing briskness, leaves swooping down from above meeting with swirling leaves already fallen...it's an autumn snow globe, a pumpkin scone