First in Dorset. Now West Yorkshire.
Just seeing this great picture made me shiver. Winter can't be far away. But those colours are like paints. In fact I thought this would make a great painting.
Good week for leaf's :-) You can tell this area undisturbed because you can see last years leaves under the new ones. Mother Nature doing her thing. I added a copy of the original to the bottom of my post. The processed one has much more pop. http://2zars.com/photoblog/2011/11/fingers-2/
Hello Hermes, Magiceye and Woody - autumn always gives me great pleasure.Woody - I hadn't thought of looking for last year's leaves - though there's a chance these are from this year. In wet patches, sycamore leaves go brown and soggy and disreputable pretty quickly.
They look trampled but still beautiful.
Hello T. Becque - Until Woody said about last year's leaves, I hadn't thought about how old they are. Now you mention trampling and I'm not even sure about that. I expect dogs have walked on them from time to time, maybe an odd foot . . . but they are beside a path rather than on it . . . I'm thinking there's more to this picture than I realised when I took it - a sort of seasonal archaeology.
Te gusta fotografiar a la naturareza,en ella se ecuentra verdaderos tesoros fotográficos.Gracias por tu entrada en mi blog y por tus comentários a mi fotoAbrazos
What a great capture. Hello, from over here above that middle rib!
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