How beautifully leaves grow old.
How full of light and color are their last days.
This morning I first woke up very early – too early – so went back to sleep. When I next got up, it was nine o’clock. After breakfast and getting dressed and so on, it was still nine o’clock! This because today we go back to ‘winter time’ here in Europe, and I started my day by making a tour round the flat to set back all the clocks. Except… oops… excuse me for a couple of minutes…
… I forgot, as usual, about the DVD and video recorders …
I find the whole daylight saving time system rather confusing. Actually I often think that up here in the north, the winter would be a better time than summer to try and save some daylight and prolong the afternoons!
I usually adjust quicker to the time change in the autumn than I do in the spring, though.
Today seems to have decided to help (?) us by letting us remain in a sort of grey dusk and need of artificial light all day. Enough to keep anyone confused about what time it is.
The photos were taken on Tuesday this week. As long as there are still leaves on the trees, there really is an extraordinary beauty about this time of year. Even on a foggy day, the yellow leaves seem to give off a magic light of their own. (The lamp-post in the first photo makes me think of Narnia.)