Fall in Cumbria

Autumn this year has stretched on.

Golden leaves.

Red leaves.

Yellow leaves.

Draped over lanes

Reflected in tarns and stretched over hillsides.

Enthusiasm making me  randomly pull over.

Troutbeck Tongue

Camera clicking in places I’d seen a hundred times before.

Ullswater

Only this time the colour, the cloud, was, maybe, different.

Glenridding

Higher hills don’t lose their grandeur.

Place Fell

Not to be outshone.

Doddick Gill

Trees  left down, but scurrilous tick hiding bracken gives over its green,

changing  colours to match the lower land.

Halls Fell

Even grass turned its coat

Birkhouse Moor

Grey walls looked clean and washed.  Cloud, far from diminishing  the view, rolls over white and adds just a little drama on a dull day, in Glenridding.

Rather Heath Lane

Throw the sunshine over Blencathra and  Vermont or Hokkaido have met their match.

Rather Heath Tarn