Autumn has drifted in.
Not quite the dramatic gold of last year.
Wet soggy weather doesn’t do any more for leaves
than it does for
With the impending threat of the tail end of hurricane Ophilia,
the leaves will have disappeared
before they turn colour.
Wind hit the hills early yesterday.
But at least it blew away the clouds
so there was more to see than the torrents of water from Hayeswater.
Bracken has turned to gold, dying. Looking far better than it does when it’s green.
Angle Tarn looking perfectly sultry.
So I took even more photos of Angle Tarn