One of my favourite places to walk is the bog. I took my camera along and noticed all the signs that autumn is close. Come with me....
Tall dry grass against an impossibly blue sky.
Long afternoon shadows reach across the pathway.
Red berries - I'm thinking these would look great piled into a bowl on the table - not for eating, just for looking. I'll have to find some that aren't in a park.
In many places the path is shaded by a tangle of willows and blackberry bushes grown tall. I love these "tunnels" - and the emerging light at the end. So romantic. As I walk I hear the rustle of leaves, the flutter of birds in the branches and some noises in the grass that make me walk a little more quickly.