Falling into Autumn

Picture-perfect:
Autumn at Winkworth Arboretum, near Godalming

Autumn is my favourite season. I realise that's not unusual; even people who don't particularly like the cold will tolerate the increasing chilliness of this season as a trade-off for the glories of autumn foliage, golden light and atmospheric mists.

Each summer I await Autumn's arrival with impatience. At long last, it is here.

Rainbows of colour in the garden of The Homewood, a National Trust property
featured in my last post

My passion for winter's precursor is probably a little stronger than most people's. For as long as I can remember I've sought out places where autumn is in strong evidence. Whilst living in Australia that has meant jaunts in April and May to the Southern Highlands and the Blue Mountains of New South Wales, the highland regions of Beechworth and Bright in Victoria, and of course Tasmania where if one travels to a remote enough location, you are able to view Australia's only native deciduous tree (Fagus - nothofagus gunnii).

In 2007 we spent several weeks driving through the north-eastern corner of the USA and the south-eastern corner of Canada, following the turning leaves (which is known, a little cringeworthily, as 'leaf peeping' in that neck of the woods).

Early morning mist in a field in front of our home in Epsom

Here in England it's not just the leaves that turn on a show. There is a bewildering array of fruit and nut bearing shrubs, hedges and trees that fairly groan in abundance. Some of this bounty is ornamental, but much of it provides food for wildlife and of course humans benefit as well - it's fairly common in September and October to see families armed with plastic bags or containers, lined up along hedgerows gathering everything from blackberries to cob nuts.

I can't tell you how satisfying it is to forage without fear of pesticides. Back in Australia blackberry is an invasive species and vast tracts of growth are annually sprayed with chemicals in an attempt to thwart the spread.

Guelder Rose

Horse chestnuts

Rosehips

Crab apples

Acorns

Blackberries

Damsons

This year we are having a fairly mild season - we are yet to get our first frost, though we've come close a couple of nights.

However we've certainly had our fair share of misty mornings. It's like walking through clouds.

This young deer came bounding along the lane before suddenly spotting me
and doing a rapid 'Exit, stage right' into the field

We've made a concerted effort to make the most of the autumn foliage, visiting National Trust properties and the woods around our local area.

Vibrant foliage at Winkworth Arboretum

This is the end of a row of terraced houses in our street

A tunnel of gold, not green - at Horton Country Park,
just around the corner from our flat

For me, autumn is always way too brief. Already many of the trees are bare and soon the blazes of colour will be just a memory.

I'm not complaining too loudly, however. That means winter is almost here - hurrah!

This past week we've been in Iceland - stay tuned for a blog post on that very special trip.

Only about 15 hours after returning from Reykjavik I joined my good friend Roy in London to see Gary Numan perform. Whilst not counting myself a committed fan, I have always enjoyed his music and have very fond memories of a close friend and I, at age 15, driving the patrons of Pancakes On The Rocks in Sydney crazy by playing Are Friends Electric? over and over again on the restaurant's jukebox, until we ran out of money. Good times.

Amazing light show at The Forum

Gary has continued to write and record since the heady days of his early success in the late 1970s/early 1980s, and his recent work is absolutely brilliant, heavily guitar based stuff. However this series of concerts - over three nights each in Los Angeles and London - saw him play his three most successful albums in their entirety. Roy and I went to the final concert, with Gary performing the highly successful album Telekon as well as some of his best-known hits including the aforementioned, We Are Glass, Cars and Down In The Park.

Gary Numan sizzling on stage

Oh boy, what a cracker of a gig! I was in awe. He is an incredible performer, the sound was great and the light show superb. Quite seriously one of the best live gigs I've ever seen, and I suppose it helped that his loyal fans were out to have a great time. Chanting, singalongs, clapping, arm waving - we did the lot.

All in all, I've had a fantastic precious week off work. Not really enthusiastic about returning to the office tomorrow, but trips to Iceland and Gary Numan concerts have to be funded somehow.

Until next time,
- Maree  xo