Saturday, as a birthday treat to myself I went to Dinmore Hill woods (renamed Queenswood when Elizabeth II celebrated her silver jubilee.)
I always love the drive there in autumn when Dinmore Hill, an ancient wood of mostly deciduous broadleaf trees interspersed with a few evergreens, appears on the horizon ..... nature's spectacular tapestry of reds, browns, greens and gold.
Autumn came late and many leaves remain to see the winter in, this year; no sun today, but eye-delicious coloured leaves, fronded ferns, bracken and textured tree trunks come into sight, as I park and walk amidst these carpeted precious jewels and heady musky, musty scent of mould, moss and oil infused pine needles. And large orange pumpkins on display for sale
at the park's entrance shop.
The peeling bark of a scarlet Japanese rowan - a deep ruddy brown
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