cakes lane beginning to sparkle
we are very lucky to have a beautiful green lane that we share with Field Dalling, as it forms part of the boundary between that village and Bale.
today the grey sky made the autumn leaves radiate light upwards
it’s very pleasant not to have to worry about traffic with miss T off the lead, I let her off the lead a good deal now she’s older and has more or less stopped chasing creatures, or at least not very far, if she sees them.
the lower part is edged with bracken, which a friend told me is a sign of an ancient pathway, as it will have been established when bracken was growing freely across the landscape
almost the first plant to begin to relinquish its green, it turns a pale bronzy gold colour before its final rust.
this morning the northeasterly blowing drizzle across the fields made the lane felt welcoming and sheltering
leaves falling everywhere
winter wheat pale green in the field
the lace-like structure of the bracken fronds
the hedge twiggery’s verticals and criss-crossing palisade
the ash leaves piled across the path
hazels and field maple bright discs and stars
a painterly sprinkling at the edge of vision
gold and russet gleam
the stark hedge stems against the light
we stir up the leaves along the well-trodden path
in the gloom under the tall protective hazel and maple stems
the low light makes the exit to Marsh and Hard farms glow green beyond the crouching oak trees
hazel leaves are bright
the lane narrows down
and leaves blow across like large raindrops
although it will need cutting back soon I love the lane unkempt like this, it feels safe and warm, enclosing us against the wind.
Said, on November 1st, 2016 at 12:23 pm :
You like Autumn,I think ?
Said, on November 1st, 2016 at 12:42 pm :
Lovely 🙂