It seems likely this may be my last Autumn themed post. We had a few weeks of chilled days but bathed with some sunshine. The leaves were turning gold, red, orange, brown. And I thought we could have it for a bit longer… but the trees are getting naked faster than I supposed it would happen, and the skies turned bold and solid grey, a threat of rain in every minute. The kind of threat that puts you off from going out too far, or even thinking about a photographic walk.
With Fall being my favourite season, the nakedness of trees is making me melancholic, but I know there is something else exciting coming – Christmas (theme for future posts!). With the constant threat of rain, I didn’t follow my original plan – going to Hampstead Heath or to Greenwich Park. I simply decided to walk to Regent’s Park. I hadn’t been there for a long time. I must confess it is not my favourite park in London, except when the rose garden is in full bloom, so I often let it pass. Still, Autumn makes everything so much better, and I ended up walking alongside the canal for a long while without having to open my umbrella. An achievement.
Still, my photos don’t have the light I was expecting, due to the lack of sun, as it can be observed. It doesn’t look like it will get any better any time soon, so here it is a little photographic exhibition of the last ones standing. Is there anything else in Nature that dies more beautifully than leaves?
The reds are absolutely outstanding, so bold, sanguineous. And I love to have a carpet of leaves to walk in, the ground feeling fluffy, but sometimes also slippery. The noise of dried leaves crushing under my weight.
But the yellows… so bright one almost feels the need of wearing sunglasses to look directly at them, even in a day with no sun.
My appetite for chestnuts also increased, seeing so many hanging from the trees. I also understood why Regent’s Park isn’t typically my favourite… there are barely any squirrels or wildlife to see around, besides some ducks and herons, also surrounded by fences – either so they don’t escape, or to make sure humans don’t hurt them or try to feed them.
It’s also such a pleasure to see how green is replaced by yellow. Clearly, some trees have been more resistant to the changing of seasons, and green could still be seen, stubborn, not wanting to let go.
But eventually are forced to.
Creating the most idyllic scenarios.
Are you as sad as I am to see this season coming to an end?