Beech tree, Coombes Moor, 30th October 2008 - view from the south; the only leaves are stubbornly clinging to the northern branches. A journey north on Hallowe'en, pumpkins alongside the road in some places - snow on Shropshire hills and distant Welsh hills - some good river-walking along the Mersey, the light bright and hard, soft against the stones and recycled river furniture sculpture; the astonishment of rusted International Garden Festival barriers/railings, salt-bleached and weathered - the beech trees on the lane to the river still very leafy, obviously not lost the light the way the beeches here have. Some good explorations of derelict/unvisited spaces; more on the landscape writings blog I think. Amazing trees in Runcorn, seeming mile after mile of beech and maple gently golden-red-yellows, unseen, overlooked; a town planted for autumn colour. I was reminded of walks across Runcorn from the Ship Canal to Old Runcorn to the new estates and out to Daresbury; landscape and memory thoughts again better suited to the other blog.
Home this afternoon in a gentle November grey day; we only saw real sunlight once or twice. The beech on the lane has lost 75% of its leaves, because we have lost the direct sunlight and will not recover it until March. Strange and unsettling to be home; three days is sometimes a long time.
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