This year the change of colours in the trees has been more beautiful than in years. Our backyard oak was yellow like this a week ago:
and only three days later the leaves were brown.
The rowan changed early, I just managed to take a photo of the last brilliant reds two weeks ago.
I have been busy catching the Autumn colours in socks for the winter.
This was taken on a sunny day and the yarn colours are more natural here. Three balls of heavy yarn made 4 pairs of socks, and I think I can make yet another baby pair with the rest.
The big ones are a Christmas present, but the little ones are no particular size, just testing different patterns from my books.
I'm sure I can find the right little feet for them too. Therefore I call them my third thimble project in the Special Category.
The aspen on a sunny day were like carrying gold coins and letting them fall on the ground.
The birches had a different shade of yellow.
This morning Mr. K and I were raking leaves for one and a half hours, clearing the driveway and the strip of lawn behind the house. At lunch we looked out of the window and noticed almost no difference to yesterday's view, but those were new leaves from the oak. It is kind of like laundry, or washing dishes: you have just done it, but the basket/sink is half full again before you dried your hands. But some day the trees will be bare, and regardless of whether the leaves are raked or not, the snow will come and cover the ground, hopefully until next Spring. (The laundry and the dishes never end.)