Late Summer Walks.

Big fat Rose Hips.
Big fat Rose Hips.

Were edging towards the middle of September and I’m still trying to convince myself that it’s Summer. I’m so loathe to let go! Happily we have had a couple of rather nice weekends weather wise so out came my camera on our walks with Hugo. It’s the season of fruit and flowers. 🙂

Fluffy seed Heads.
Fluffy seed Heads.
I love the papery white trumpets of the Bindweed.
I love the papery white trumpets of the Bindweed.
Beautiful Indian ( or Himalayan) Balsam.
Beautiful Indian ( or Himalayan) Balsam. It seems to have taken over our British countryside.
Someone's waiting for me in the undergrowth.
Someone’s waiting for me in the undergrowth.
Waddow Hall on the banks of the Ribble.
Waddow Hall on the banks of the Ribble.
Scabious.
Scabious.
A bedraggled looking Heron.
A bedraggled looking Heron.
Rowan berries.
Rowan berries.
Ragwort.
Ragwort.
Goosander.
Goosander.
Dog Rose and Rose hips.
Dog Rose and Rose hips.
More bright berries.
More bright berries.

It’s quite chilly today though…so I might have to give in.  I just feel Summer has been far to short this year.

So goodbye Summer and Hello Autumn!

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7 thoughts on “Late Summer Walks.”

  1. I feel the same. Bereft that summer this year was a rather drab affair. I also don’t want the long warm nights to end, but there is already a change in the air, the sun too has changed it’s angle in the sky. We can but look forward to the changing of the seasons and look forward to the many sights both autumn and winter bring.

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