We went to the RHS garden at Harlow Carr this afternoon. It was gloomy and damp, but that made it wonderfully atmospheric in the arboretum. I photographed lots of little autumnal still-lifes on the forest floor.
Cyclamen peeking through the fallen leaves.
A twig bridge over the moss.
Raindrops on an oak leaf.
Mossy tree trunk with leaves.
And another one.
An oak tree silhouetted against a gloomy sky.
And then we went through the gardens and found some lingering flowers. I love this luscious blue - no Photoshopping required.
An autumn crocus - the angle on this was a bit of an accident, courtesy of a stray breeze, but I like it.
A little snail found a home in this flower.
I really, really love this one for some reason. more...
I've lived in Maine, New Mexico, California, New York, Maryland, Northern Ireland, and now England. I don't know where I'll end up next! The previous chapter of this saga may be found at A Yorkshire Year.