As autumn leaves fall, subversion is in the air

Wenlock Edge I listen for owls and smell the wet leaves that awaken some wordless feeling like a very misty memoryThis has been one of the most vivid autumns I can remember. Days of clear skies and bright sunlight have been plenty this year, and apart from some fog there have yet to be many washouts or frosts. This warm, sunny, weather has been wonderful in the trees, and the furnace colours of oak, birch and beech, the buttery sycamores and field maples, lemony ash and golden syrup limes, have