Many angles

Movement, objects, speech, and words :
We communicate through gross symbols.
We call them "objective,"
But we cannot escape our point of view.

Delicious Autumn

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. ~George Eliot

England in Autumn

As days grow shorter, and nights grow longer and cooler, biochemical processes in the leaf begin to paint the landscape with Nature's autumn palette.





Needles and leaves that fall are not wasted. They decompose and restock the soil with nutrients and make up part of the spongy humus layer of the forest floor that absorbs and holds rainfall. Fallen leaves also become food for numerous soil organisms vital to the forest ecosystem.

It is quite easy to see the benefit to the tree of its annual leaf fall, but the advantage to the entire forest is more subtle. It could well be that the forest could no more survive without its annual replenishment from leaves than the individual tree could survive without shedding these leaves.



Do look at the following site for scientific stuff about Autumn.
http://www.na.fs.fed.us/spfo/pubs/misc/leaves/leaves.htm

Scene in the park this morning....

I could not believe my eyes when I spotted this heron in the park....I am so cross that the pic is blurred - I hope to see him (her?) again and take a better pic soon.

Silent, soft and slow.....

One of the memories from my childhood is of waking up on a winter’s morning and knowing that something had changed since I went to sleep. The bedroom was lighter and the world quieter – much quieter. The snow had fallen – silent, soft and slow. If I could make an appeal to those who have it within their power to change something in our environment it would be for a quieter world....a world in which noise pollution becomes a serious offence...a world in which motorists do not play their car sound systems at ‘ballistic’.....a world in which the sound system in the cinema is not so loud that you cannot hear the dialogue.....a world in which....I had better stop at this point for fear of turning this blog into a rant.
This entry was written to support blog action day.

Nature's art.....

"The artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.” Pablo Picasso

Autumn in the park

Autumn flames



A feast for the birds.



Crab apple weeping - with laughter I hope!

Wandering though Florence we saw......

Temptation coloured red!



A famous character in disguise



Glorious colours


This little shop tucked away in a square - it could easily have been missed. I'm so glad we found it - it sold the most delicious soaps and handcream.


We saw this bride and her groom - it was lovely to see them walking hand in hand, their future, unknown, stretching before them but for that moment happy and carefree.


I love Florence with a passion - everything about it - even the graffitti. The colours, buildings, narrow streets, fabulous window displays - not to mention the art and architecture and the food and the wine. Hope you enjoy this small taste of my favourite place in the whole world.