I planned to post something else today, but then I saw this week’s Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge was Bend. I like this prompt (many, many moons ago there was a challenge like that from WordPress, remember when they used to do those?). I dug through my archives for a suitable picture; I was after one that captured a bend in the road. I found something even better:
It’s from my trip to Lyme Park in June 2021.
The reason I like this prompt is because it gives me a chance to quote my favourite heroine, Anne Shirley. At the end of the first book, Anne of Green Gables, Matthew dies and Marilla is left in a bad financial situation, in addition to her falling eyesight. Anne makes a decision to stay with her and teach school, instead of taking the scholarship to college. As she tells Marilla, before the trouble began, her life stretched in front of her like a straight road. But now there is a bend.
I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes—what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows—what new landscapes—what new beauties—what curves and hills and valleys further on.
Anne Shirley, Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery
She continues to refer to the bend in the road throughout the rest of the series.
The Anne books are filled with so many gems, and this is just one of them.
(Also, they’re not children’s books, neither is majority of LMM’s work–but that is a topic for another day.)
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
If I ever not quote this quote on Some Photoblog in October, assume I’m dead. Or been kidnapped.
I’ve observed that the third or fourth (depending on how it works out) weekend in October is the best time for autumn leaves. It’s usually around the 20th. I normally go to my favourite Heaton Park to take pictures, but this year I made a change and went to Prestwich Clough instead. It’s the same area, pretty much, just one tram stop further. I came back with so many good shots that I’ll have to split the best ones into two posts.
Mushrooms growing on a tree, or is it faerie steps?
That bench made an appearance on my blog before, in the Alone But Not Lonely post. Which also quoted L.M. Montgomery. (When do I not quote L.M. Montgomery?)
There’s a church with a graveyard. The graves you see are quite old (from 1930s/1940s) but there are new ones too, they still bury people here. Grim, but you know, it’s the season!
So, how to wrap up the ninth month of the year 2022?
September is the month when I started Some Photoblog, back in 2015. September marks the transition from summer to autumn. The first autumn leaves appear, that phenomenon that makes poets pick up their pens and photographers their camera. And painters their brush.
causing a marked change in someone or something
Queen Elizabeth saw Liz Truss becoming prime minister, said this is too much, and bowed out.
And I discovered mushrooms grow in my local park.
The blogger on the first day of the month is the same person as the blogger at the end of the month, but she has been through something… transformative. (Refer to my previous two posts.)
But she is still taking pictures with her smartphone in the park. Because that is what she does.