Autumn colour is coming…
I am sitting looking out at the garden and there seems to be a funny tinge to the trees. They have a kind of lightness in their colour, but only here and there. Underneath one of the trees there is a scattering of leaves, the trees are shaking off the leaves from the summer which provided such wonderful shade on those long hot days we were lucky enough to have in the summer. But the winds are changing, there is a breeze which is rattling the branches as I write. The autumn is hastening on. I have taken to wearing my woolly tights to work, and there is a definite chill in the air.
My favourite thing about this time of year is what happens to nature. There are so many exciting things to look at with conkers, and hips, and by no means least – the leaves. The colour of the changing leaves never fails to take my breath away. It’s not the yellow, or the orange, or the red. It is the myriad of colours and hues in between that seem to pervade each leaf. The way in which the leaves start to curl up at the edges, knowing that their job is done.
Sweet chestnuts are another real treat at this time of year, along with pumpkins of course! It doesn’t matter how old I get, I am still always excited to carve a pumpkin for Halloween. This year I have promised myself that I won’t waste the flesh though, and will make a pumpkin pie, or some soup.
Although spring is a time for promise in the garden, I see autumn as a time of bounty.
I’m a 30 year old, writer, photographer, gardener, and sweetpea obsessive! I did a degree in English Literature at The University of Liverpool, and when I am not writing I’m often found in my garden.