Ooh, it’s looks like it’s been a while since I last posted. Though, in fairness, this time last year it was much dryer here.
Here is a picture that I named “The Autumn Days Of Yore”. I don’t know why exactly. It sounds nice, it was taken in autumn and it was in the past (like two weeks ago) and that is all the reasons I can come up with.
So, this is it:
Sooo, it’s November. Which means we’re closer to the end of the year, which is where I do that “where has the year gone?” thing.
So, really, where has the year gone?
October is coming to a close and with it the best of autumn leaves. Here are some final pictures.
Until next year…
It got a tiny bit windy the other day.
At least that’s what I was trying to go for. Then I kinda botched it but hey–I said this blog was a work in progress.
It’s October, which means–see the title of this post.
And here they are:
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
~Anne of Green Gables
I will never not quote this.
I usually feel a bit sad at the beginning of September, because summer is over. Until I adjust and start enjoying autumn. Can’t wait for the leaves to turn!
By all these lovely tokens September days are here
With summer’s best of weather
And autumn’s best of cheer
~Helen Hunt Jackson
I haven’t been doing much photography lately. (Or, come to think of it, much blog either.) But I did do a photo trip to Radcliffe a couple of weeks ago. Radcliffe is a town in Bury, which was historically Lancashire but is now part of Greater Manchester. Here I give you four pics from this expedition:
So, Northern Hemisphere, temperate climate–is it as miserable where you are as it is here? ‘Cos we’ve had that type of weather that you hate no matter what you preference is. Or, more like, the weather that hates you–both cold and wet. Rain’s okay if it means it’s warmer, cold’s okay if it means it’s at least dry and sunny, but this, erm, occurrence outside is not okay. I hope it makes up its mind one way or the other, before I lose the will to live, brrrr.
Because the others are not all that.
If you disappoint yourself, you change it and un-disappoint yourself. If someone else disappoints you, well, it’s… disappointing.
So, be yourself. And every once in a while, if you’re unsure how to carry on or you feel somehow hopeless, take inspiration from the fictional ones. Be Xena Warrior Princess. Be Tony Stark. Be Hercule Poirot. Be Brienne of Tarth. Be someone amazing.
I’m not saying that holding up two autumn leaves and taking a picture of them with your smartphone is being a hero but hey, it’s a start. #IHeartMe
A change of pronoun on the usual Anne of Green Gables October quote. I imagine it’s an Instagram story Diana would send to Anne.