Procrastination, Part I

It's a week today that I went walking "my way" again. Remember, the little path through the forest?
The sun was shining, and it was actually 17 °C at noon, so I knocked off work punctually and put my hiking shoes on...

Let me take you for a walk there, since it's all rainy and cold today.
I found colours...

Yep, that's what I love about Fall!

Can one ever get enough of these leaves?

Looking back to where I set off, this sight:

Have you ever stopped to listen to the sound of the forest in Fall? You can hear single leaves fall to the ground, making a gentle rustling noise, all around you. No clickety-clack of acorns or beech-nuts, they all went down many days ago. Just the soft sound of the trees sheding their leafy dresses.


How can even a puddle look so nice? But it's only reflecting the colours of the leaves. And the sky.

Leaving the forest...

Funny how nice and colourful the leaves look in detail, when the forest as such begins to look uglily brown.

The fields are ploughed, ready for winter.

Ah, let's get back to the wonderful colours again!

Brushwood...


Nature doing a galanty show.

Soon, the blaze of color will come down like this...

But as long as it's a mural painting like this, I simply love, love, love it!

So November can be a nice month after all...

Gone

Two days ago, on Friday, when I came home from work at noon, I heard a familiar noise in the sky (click here to listen to the sound)...

Groups of cranes were gathering for their southward journey.

There were two groups of the large birds...

They were flying around in big circles, performing a kind of flying dance...

...until they finally found their specific order...

...to head to the south.


There were some groups of cranes that passed our house that day. There must have been several hundreds of them, although sometimes we couldn't see them; we only heard their voices crying out loud.

This is such a fantastic sight (despite all the see-saw of bird flu), I'm always happy to see it.
Actually, I haven't seen that too often, but it is quite magical to me.

So now the cranes are gone.

I guess this means
that fall is
officially over...