Spring may be sweeter but autumn wins the prize for drama. This year the gamble that early mornings are best has not paid off. Recent weeks have been mostly grey and wet before nine with the sun appearing later in the day. An exception was last Thursday, as luck would have it the day I was otherwise occupied.
This morning with the wind picking up the skies were constantly changing bringing moments of absurdly dazzling gold.
Yet autumn is not only about shiny sensational views.
The subtler shades are in their way also captivating.
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