Another month with only one walk, and that one took place at the start of the month - before the month got busy, but I think I can summarise this post by saying - autumn had sent signs!
While none of them were surprising, it’s good to capture the seasons as they start to change and before we’re full steam ahead in the season in front of us, plus autumn is one of my favourite seasons, but I am also rather partial to a bit of spring too!
Though I was surprised to see the blackberries and rosehips so advanced as we headed out along our usual route, and out of the village up over the A46. The seedheads looked enticing against the blue and white sky and I could have taken many more pictures trying to get just the right one, but with MOH keen to keep moving that didn’t happen this time.
Instead of continuing up to the bridge as we usually would, we went rogue. Turning off left part way along and following the footpath towards Elston, but not our usual footpath. We have been this way once before, but only when heading home from Elston one time, so it was good to walk the route in reverse.
The route took us alongside and then past the Old Chapel at Elston, one day we really should stop in and investigate inside - I need to look to see when it’s open first though.
We contemplated a quick stop at the pub, but decided against it (sadly) and set off towards our more usual route along the bridleway between our two villages. It was a glorious day and one of the horses along the route was touting for apples, or any kind of food I’m sure. Sadly for them, they got nothing more than an admiring glance from us, but we did enjoy (from a distance) seeing this beautiful and inquisitive animal closer than we had done before.
Looking up, there were more signs that autumn wasn’t that far away. Though we didn’t stop to collect any conkers on this walk I’m sure we will as the weather turns more autumnal - there’s something about picking up conkers though isn’t there?
Along the bridleway more berries and fruits were in evidence, on the hawthorn and the gorgeously blue bullards.
One day I’ll pick some bullards or sloes and add them to some gin, but not this year.
Instead it was a walk in the sun to enjoy the incoming shades of autumn, and as I write this post autumn is well and truly here and I’m not sad about it at all.
Thanks for joining me for this update, if you enjoyed this post you may also like to see all of the posts in this series.
