October is nature's funeral month.
Nature glories in death more than in life.
The month of departure is more beautiful than the month of coming
- October than May.
Everything green loves to die in bright colours.
Henry Ward Beecher
It was a glorious day here yesterday, chilly, but full of sunshine. Whilst out walking I saw the trees lit up and dappley with shade, all turning in varying degrees of yellow.
Then I saw this hedgerow blazing like fire.
And gradually the garden is changing
The Hydrangea petiolaris just outside the kitchen window is ready to shed its leaves
putting on a show of gold.
The evenings are getting colder and fires are lit.
Time for toasty toes.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds -