“At no other time than autumn does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.” Rainer Maria Rilke.
Autumn is that special time of year when the weather begins to get discernibly cooler and the nights noticeably longer.
Autumn heralds the transition into the cold, dark and desolate winter months, and the natural world puts on a final flurry of amazing activity before slowing down for winter.
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.” Emily Bronte.
One of the advantages of the cooling temperatures, longer nights and increased moisture in the air is a walk in the countryside on a misty autumnal morning. We have some stunning fields, parks and open spaces just ripe for an early morning excursion, so there’s no excuse for not heading out before the sun has had time to burn off all the lovely mist.
Take a look round any meadow, hedgerow, garden or car on a cold autumn morning and be rewarded by the sight of delicate spiders’ webs outlined in dew. Here at Erddig I spotted a large fallen down tree smoking like a cigar as the warmth from the sun heats the moisture in the wood. A spider’s web under the tree glistens in the sunlight.
“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." Anne Bradstreet.