Wednesday was perhaps the only decent day we had this week.
Not that I'm complaining, being here is what matters, the conditions are all secondary issues, some having more importance than others.
Flobo had been taking a few photographs whilst I was making a mess of clearing up a zillion more leaves.
She has loads of bird feeding stations in the gardens, which are very large gardens.
The variations of birds we get visiting and plenty nesting here and there are brilliant. Unfortunately ( for the other birds) we have a couple of Sparrow Hawks the hen of which is outstandingly beautiful. She was sat on top of one of the food stations and Flobo almost got a snap of her. Better luck next time. But you have a photograph of the station through the window to cast your eyes on.
The had a dove the other day, one swoop and it was all over. We also have a couple of feral cats which visit us on a more often than not daily basis.
I have seen the Cock of the Sparrow Hawks swoop down on the back of the cat before today. That was something else.
I love the aroma from burning leaves, it's rather special.
There's a lot more to fall yet as well.
Mr Fox is an evening and night time predator, he also drinks from my fish pond.
Some of these colours are fantastic.
A few more days along with some heavy winds & apart from the evergreens, there will only be branches to look at.