I interrupt this broadcast of photos of our holiday on the Leeds-Liverpool Canal to bring you a glimpse of the future.
Err, well; what I mean is the future in terms of the forthcoming season, I actually took the photos last Monday, the 25th of October, in the grounds of where I work.
Enjoy, winter weather is not all bad.
There had been a very sharp frost, the air was perfectly still and leaves were raining down from the trees like poppy petals at the Albert Hall
The light was crystal clear
Splashes of water had glazed the ornamental grasses.
and late season revellers in the flowerbed had a second blast of beauty
The clocks have changed*, dark evenings have descended, but there will be light.
and glorious things.
*we won’t mention the pickle Mr Uhdd got in with the clocks today, it may have been due to the early hour he set out for a run on the hills, or as a result of low blood sugar, but what he thought was afternoon tea was in fact an early lunch: that’s all I’m saying.
Uphilldowndale 
