#366 - Wreath of beech leaf buds, ivy, lungwort and primrose

9th April, 2018

One day, I won't be thrilled by Spring. But not today.

#92 - Sunlight behind Beech Leaves

I thought the leaves were like stained glass, translucent in the sun. The light illuminates the colours so that they are alive and the dying leaves, radiant.

#87 - Path

Visiting the cousins today in Wolverhampton. I have missed going out every day this week, I've been working and the days are so short. I think I could take photos of autumnal beech leaves all year round. I have a new dream home, as well as being by a lake it now needs to be in a beech wood. 

#82 - Colourful roots

More beech leaves - this time I had the children with me so we all collected different colour leaves, well, me and the two girls, the boy gave up after finding a few green leaves and announced that his hands were "pale". I assume he meant "cold" because he put them in his pockets and played at skidding down the banks while we carried on with tree dressing.

#79 - Circle of Beech Leaves

I think the whole reason I started this blog was so that I could stand in the woods this morning, in the rain, and arrange beech leaves into rings of colour. As  I worked in the mud I heard myself whistling softly, "Joyful, Joyful, Lord we Adore Thee" and I don't know if it was because  the creating was making me feel so happy or because the trees seemed aflame with glory.

#65 - Beech Leaves

Really, I just wanted to showcase these two gorgeous little copper leaves, then I got distracted by the colours of the other leaves in the beech hedge by the car park. It was a very windy day and my leaves kept blowing away, hence the slightly haphazard arrangement; in the end, my seven year old came and acted as a windbreak and we got a picture before the delightfully burnished top leaves whisked joyfully away again. 

#3 - Green Leaves and Rosebay

Went to my beautiful buttercup meadow only to discover that it had been mown and was now looking rather forlorn, such a shame, but perhaps you have to mow wildflower meadows once in while. The hedgerows though were still full of purple spires, Rosebay Willowherb apparently. I saw some very bright green, new leaves which I thought would look startling against the red-brown mud path and I found that the Rosebay Willowherb flowers were exquisitely detailed on their own.