As Autumn begins to give way to Winter it seems as though nature is enjoying a last revelling in the intensity and vitality of this year’s fading life. The colours of Autumn help me view my surroundings with fresh eyes, even in those most world weary of moments.
The last blaze of the leaves reminds me that death and endings may also be resplendent with beauty when we invest them with the totality of our being.
The emerald greens of moss and lichen have an almost spring like vibrancy; endings as beginnings, birth as death.
The subtle browns and mauves of fungi nestled in the forest floor keep us alert to the less showy of Autumn’s many splendours.
I love this sense of a final celebration, one last expansion before sleep, one final song before we can only hear the whispering earth in dreams of ice and of long winter shadows, through the softest of slumbers in the ancient quiet of the earth, beneath the misty darkening days.
Thank you for your lovely pictures and poetical words.
Autumn has always been my favorite season with all it’s cheerful trees unveiling their awesome beauty in vibrant colours.
Walking through rustling leaves gives me such a joy and smelling the drying leaves is so up lifting.
Can you still find edible mushrooms?
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Hi Brigitte,
There are still a few mushrooms but most are past their best now. I know very little about edible mushrooms though, I’ve always been a bit wary of them! xx
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Beautiful pictures and prose, Lucinda. I enjoyed taking a woods walk with you through this posting xx
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