There are more leaves, but for a little change of scene, how about some autumn funghi? Or some bark? I don’t know what this tree is but where the bark has flaked away it has revealed a child’s soft pink skin. Whereas this could be an early 20th century art nouveau sketch? Or maybe a …
Leaves….
Flaming leaves on the way down the path to the Boating Pond. Less spectacular but fascinating in their variations… And what happened to this metallic green intruder? And here they are doing battle with the mud. And here still clinging to their parent tree on the great lawn below Kenwood House.
The bleak North Sea
Last weekend, in between the English Touring Opera’s concerts at Snape Maltings , I squeezed in an envigoratingly blowy morning on the Orford marshlands, stretching out into the North Sea and silvered by a lurking sun. Although now a remote village, home to summer visitors, some local fisherman and Pinney’s oysterage and smokery, medieval Orford …
More autumn colour
I am not sure what this glorious yellow tree is, but isn’t it wonderful. Leaning down the slope onto the Kenwood Lawns. Looking up that slope to the beech avenue and the upper lawns, there is a fine leaf carpet. And just turn slightly to your left and there are Henry Moor’s Seated figures gazing …
Flaming autumn
What an amazing tree. I think it must be a maple but I have never seen a tree turn from dark green to golden red branch by branch like this. Here is one of the redder branches…. and here a delicate pale yellow and pink. This multi coloured tree was down by the lake at …
Reappearance of the swan family – and a long walk
I have had numerous sightings of a pair of swans on the boating pond recently – on this occasion being investigated by a curious if slightly foolhardy moorhen. However, I had not seen sight nor sound of the swan family and was seriously wondering whether the cygnets had all been whisked off a good deal …