In the mind’s eye, a treasure of images and bags of poignant thought, but on the screen, just an empty edit field and status: 0 posts. Where to start? Perhaps something close to home. There’s always the season, and the leaves are turning …
Just a few steps from the house, a dusting of fallen leaves crowding summer flowers still burning bright.
In a wood on the other side of town, the greens are still going strong, but there are now rugs of yellow and orange in places.
About this sort of time, nine years ago, I was out in Colwick Park looking for waterbirds. A 100-400mm lens was on the tripod-mounted camera when I walked on to this path. 100mm was just wide enough. Will this year’s November also be like this?