autumn garden

There is a tangible magic in the air at this time of year. The morning is still and fragile and the garden is alight with the soft luminosity of a million shades of autumn, as if candlelight were playing through the branches. The colours are an incredibly beautiful spectrum from rich lime green to sulphur yellow, through clear orange, plum and gold. The moment is made more wondrous by the knowledge that it could and will change at any hour: rain or wind would ransack its ethereal magic.

It is impossible to do justice to it with a photograph or words: it is just one of those times when we must be present, be alive, and remember.