Offically Autumn

That’s it, I’m calling it. Summer is gone. It’s officially Autumn now in the UK. Not just because the mornings are that bit colder or the apples on the tree’s in the garden, fat on the summer’s sun, and ready for collecting but because the leaves are now changing.

All the way up the stone pillar of my chimney stack the ivy leaves have gone from the ever green lustre of summer to the brilliant autumnal glow. I just love the brilliant reds and golds, the last of summer sunset reflected in the leaves.  Perhaps the leaves take their own secret photographs of the sky and allow the memory to develop through their veins? Isn’t that I lovely thought.