These Autumnal Days of Sudden Beauty

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      1. Exciting!! Yeah, they take ages. Mine said it would take up to 4 weeks, but I think you guys got in three. I will wait patiently for it πŸ˜€

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  1. This is so beautifully written as usual. I am always amazed by the quality of your writing and how well you appeal to all the senses and really make us imagine a place. Also, your photographs are gorgeous! Definitely makes me appreciate Autumn so much more πŸ™‚ x

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  2. Yet more gorgeous photographs and narrative. There is something mystical about autumn though it’s hard to beat the fall colours in your part of the world. Here you have to go well into the Nicois hinterland to see anything slightly similar.

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  3. It ‘s difficult not to be hypnotized by your amazing photographs and descriptive narrative. I feel like you’ve taken me by the hand and led me into the Wonderland of your observations. A wonderfully written blogpost! Looking forward to experiencing the next rabbit hole πŸ˜‰ – Neek

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    1. Thank you lovely Sarah πŸ™‚ I am guessing the autumnal colours have arrived in your part of the world already. Here it peaks around mid-October, so I cannot wait to set eyes upon it. xx

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      1. That’s about the same as us, it’s creeping out and touching certain areas currently. What with all the rain and wind we have though it’s never quite as beautiful as it is in your photos xx

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      2. That’s about 3 hours away, maybe we have more wind lol ? the leaves don’t seem to settle as beautifully as they have in your photo – or you’re just better at capturing them – which is probably more likely ??

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      3. Well it was not all gold and yellow throughout town and it was always blustery. But I might have caught the park changing colours before the wind could strip the trees bare. So maybe, just maybe I outwit the wind, if one can do that πŸ˜›

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  4. I think this is my favourite time of year now. When I was a child and the long and cold winters in Norway finally gave way for spring, springtime was my favourite time. This is a wonderful post with awesome photography and eloquent writing as always, dear Dippy. Sending you two heaps of hugs from the Rhine Valley. x

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    1. Thank you again Dina. You are most kind to write such generous words. I shall take the heaps of hugs, double it and send it back to you. Every season has its own beauty but spring and autumn somehow always make your heart sing. I can imagine that it would be even more pleasing when you have the fantastic cold to tide over in Norway and then find spring at the end of it all. The simple but sublime joys of life. xx

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  5. Oh Dippy Dotty … my heart goes out to you. Those moments when you suddenly feel the call of that place that nestles as home. Your sharing here, your treating us to your wonderful words and pictures, I hope has exhorcised the aching feeling a little. Bon courage, my friend – the world is a double edged sword for those of us that travel it a little or a lottle xx

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    1. My darling Osyth! You always, always get me. The throb refuses to go away. It does help sharing it through posts such as these (which is why I am going to indulge in yet another one) but I imagine myself in every season, doing my everyday things in that wonderful town after my heart, and it was not even the prettiest. But it is for me.

      I am holding onto the note of travelling as a double-edged sword, and that little/lottle thought, which btw is absolutely after my heart. We were on a drive when I read this out to Adi and he had a beatific smile on his face. Thank you. xx

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      1. I do understand the aching … please keep sharing and I am humbled that Adi had a beatific smile and most of all that you find my drivel a help in some what xx

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  6. “All I could do was bask in its breezy charm, let the breeze ruffle my hair and alongside rush through the rows of trees towering over me as it spoke to my senses in some strange tongue.” – my favorite line! And the photos that take me away to that place. Thanks!

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    1. Thanks Theresa. I have a tendency of going aw when I see your comment. But I held back on it this time purposefully because it can tend to be annoying πŸ˜› I hope autumn is creeping up on you with great loveliness πŸ™‚ xx

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    1. Thank you Jen. Those are images from Northampton, England, the home of my heart. Of both our hearts πŸ™‚ I am yet to find such colour yet but I shall get there I believe soon. Here the foliage peaks around mid-October it seems.

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  8. I so envy the beautiful fall colors you are able to experience! We are in Texas and I often tell my out of state friends that we have summer 1 and summer 2. Thank you for sharing your beautiful photos. I’ll live vicariously through your seasons. πŸ˜‰

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    1. Thank you Joanna. These were taken in Northampton, UK. Now though we are quite chuffed about experiencing it in Vermont for which we are planning a road trip. I have my hopes about Central Park too. Two summers sound intense πŸ™‚ I hope you get to see the fall colours elsewhere in the country. I keep hearing it is spectacular in parts.

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