“The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold…”
Delicious Nat King Cole. Oh, that voice! And then there’s another, wistful “Autumn Leaves” by Ed Sheeran- also a favourite of mine. Sad songs, nostalgia… Autumn seems always to be about letting go.
I’m in denial! Jakesprinter’s theme for this week is Autumn and beautiful though it is, I always approach the season regretfully. It’s no secret, I’m a Summer bird. Yet the lovely Virginia Creeper on the side of our house has no regard for my feelings, and is subtly, gently taking on those rosey hues. It must know it gladdens my heart when I turn the corner of my street to be greeted by a wave of colour.
Nowhere better for walking in Autumn than the North Yorkshire villages. Richmond is a wonderful place for kicking those leaves, beside the mighty River Swale.
Just a tickle of colour
Richmond Castle with a golden frame
The village green at Richmond
The rush of water that I love, the colours so subtle yet
The fine bright days are sometimes overshadowed by the cling of mist and damp, and I rely on the splash of colour from berries and leaves to revive my flagging spirits.
Kildale Abbey swathed in mist
Kilburn Village touched with dark rose
But then, as Autumn progresses, it turns cold and I’m tramping quickly through the woods to keep warm.
The woodland trail
Thankfully we’re not there yet, and I can enjoy some lingering warmth from the sun. Or, like the birds, I’ll have to fly south for the Winter.
Many thanks to Jake for what is undoubtedly a beautiful theme. I haven’t begun to do it justice here, but I’m sure you’ll find many inspiring photos if you click on the links or the fabulous flying dragon logo. Perhaps he’d take me south?