Russet leaves rustle.
A final burst of colour,
Then – naked branches.

A break from Italy. Autumn has arrived in the UK, and some of the trees are somewhat stunning. We went to Wollaton Park in Nottingham for a walk in the fresh air, to catch falling leaves (for luck) and to see if there were any deer around. Failure on two counts. I never caught a leaf, so it looks like I am doomed for the rest of the year, and the deer were hiding. But I had my camera with me. Although I think woodland is possibly one of the trickiest things to photograph, when your trigger finger itches you have to scratch it.