Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
There was certainly an abundance of mellow fruitfulness amongst the hedgerows on this warm but dank September day. Just look at the size of those juicy ripening blackberries!
The dog roses have turned to rosehips.
The hawthorn blossom to berries.
The blackthorn blossom to sloes. Safely tucked away behind those brambles and rose thorns, so no sloe gin for me this year.The blackberries and rosehips themselves are also pretty well defended.
Gazing up into our favourite horse chestnut tree ….
…we see that the conkers are coming along nicely too.
The bright yellow ragwort flowers have turned to seed.
The trees are still green and leafy, but for how much longer.
The farmer has planted his winter crop.
People walk their dogs through the fields, as the sun sets slowly over the horizon.