Standard time – or “winter time” as it is called here – is over us. Dusk begins around 4pm and it is pitch black at 6 pm. November arrives tomorrow. November – the month with the poorest reputation in the northern hemisphere – or at least here. Grey. Not winter. Christmas still far away. Almost all leaves gone and the world beginning to turn monochrome. Six months to May – the fairest of months.
But, with a few candles, good clothes, imagination and some optimism (how girl-scoutish doesn’t that sound) one can live through these dark months. These colourful photos – the nature’s way of saying ‘bye’ before going into hibernation – were taken yesterday. October wanted to make an imprint as a mild and forgiving month before handing over to November. I think.