The colours of autumn are all around. I have conceded defeat, and don’t expect to find those perfectly crisp golden leaves lying in a blanket at my feet. (Although, if I do manage to take a decent picture, I’ll be sure to post it - giving up is never easy, you know)
Anyway, Autumn has its own rhythms and habits, and I thought I’d post any colour that came my way, even though the primary colours on the horizon looked a little out of context to my eye. (At first I thought the fun fair had come to town )However, the crops must be gathered, and against the background of grey skies, the potato-pickers are protected from the elements in the brightest place around.
1 comment:
Great picture Polly!
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