Last Days of Autumn

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.  
P.D. James

The last few days have been bone-chilligly cold with those bitter winter winds sweeping through tube platforms and forcing our hands inside coat pockets as we parade through the morning rat race.

It’s hard to believe that just last week I was jumping in a huge pile of leaves that a friend and I had created in the middle of St. James’s Park, sitting there, smirks and grins, coats off, chatting as leaves floated around us. Everything shimmered in the golden glow of a late afternoon sun.

Autumn is my favourite season, so as a last nod before it sinks into memory for another year, I’ve unwrapped my hands from a hot cup of tea and decided to share a few pictures from this perfect English Autumn day.

A Park Stroll

Autumn Sun


Crispy, Golden Leaves

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