Seasons in the sun

We walked down here last Friday. This is the path that runs through the top section of Breedon Golf Course. As you can see, it's quite a tree tunnel and it has a lovely feel, especially with the birds singing or a bit of a breeze sighing through the branches. But isn't it interesting, to see a place at different times of the day or in different seasons. The same location can have a whole new feel or atmosphere. I imagine that this footpath could be quite creepy in the pitch black, early hours of the morning.

In winter, the bare branches of the trees trace a skeletal pattern against the pale blue sky. All of the joints and forks are clearly visible, and bristle; almost like a giant upturned yard brush. The predominant colours are the silvery browns, greys and greens of the wood, with the contrast of the reddish brown castings from autumn strewn along the side of the footpath.

Contrast this one...

My immediate rection is that I prefer this photo, taken last October, with the richness of the colours of the turning leaves; but when I look more closely, I'm not so sure. What do you think?

Tribute to tenacity

The sun came out this afternoon. It didn't last long, but it was still welcome and I took the opportunity to nip down to the very bottom of my garden to see what I could find. In a small number of weeks this area, over-shadowed by the big sycamore tree, will come into its own as the bulbs show through, stretch towards the light and then open up in a glorious show of colour. It's the time when my garden is at its very best and I can't wait.

Meanwhile, there are one or two interesting remnants from the autumn past - if you look closely enough. This tiny leaf retained it's autumnal golden-brown and survived the wind, rain and snow just long enough to end up being a photograph on here!