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Autumn Harvest II – Surrey and Yorkshire

A couple of weeks ago I extolled the virtues of crispy cold auburn-gold autumn, and the voluptuous harvest of fine photographic fodder it provides. From elegant mushrooms and rosy red leaves, to strange wirey bare branches and deep orange sunsets. Since writing that post, autumn has born more photographic fruit.

The first opportunity for Autumnal appreciation presented itself, surprisingly, in the form of a work-related residential course in Surrey. Staying in the deep Surrey countryside, in a country house hotel at first shrouded in a thick mysterious fog, it felt like we were characters in a Victorian melodrama, confined by the fog to the immediate surrounds of a great grand house, unable to see what lay beyond. This made for some particularly decadent photographic shots, not least of the old cast iron railings and topiarian garden emerging from amidst the mist.

On the third day however, that thick smog cleared, and what revealed itself were magnificent far-reaching lush verdant grounds, tinged golden by a gently autumn sun, and revealing amongst their treasures REAL red toadstools! I thought these were just the things of fairytales – I was so excited to stumble upon these glorious red treasures in reality – it felt like stumbling upon a pile of rubies in the rough.

The second opportunity for autumnal admiration was a trip up North to cold crisp Yorkshire, the land of rolling dales, dry stone walls, pleasant farmland and old crooked towns, in other words the idyllic scenes of old England which appear to exist no where except annually upon a Christmas card. These surroundings were the location of the wedding of my very dear friend Celia, author of the Lady Aga blog no less, not to mention award winning cake baker extraordinaire. As soon as I breathed in the fresh crisp air of Yorkshire, I was in love. Those rolling hills looked never better than on a cool Autumn day, when the long shadows formed stripes across the countryside, and the crisp auburn trees dressed York’s imposing gothic Minster in a colourful autumn wardrobe.

Enough of all my ramblings, here are the photos, glimpses on a changeable english climate, from fog to sunshine, in warmth and in cold, all quintessentially autumn.

10 Comments Post a comment
  1. I love the toadstools!!!!!!! 🙂

    November 6, 2012
  2. Reblogged this on filmcamera999 and commented:
    ..some great shots here…ive given up shooting autumn stuff now…too many peeps doing it!

    November 6, 2012
  3. Amazing pictures!

    November 6, 2012
  4. Gill #

    Well you were conceived in Yorkshire so what do you expect?

    Love the Red and White spotted toadstools

    November 6, 2012
  5. Nicholas, these are just lovely and some quite dramatic. Thanks for sharing them here.

    November 6, 2012
  6. I too am in love with the red and white spotted toadstools. Your pictures made me feel as if I am in jolly ol’ England and considering it is election day in American and I live in Ohio – the most important state – being transported across the pond is very refreshing. Thank You!

    November 6, 2012
    • Hey, so glad my post took you away from all that political action! I trust you were happy with the result? Sorry for my delayed response – been in Lisbon, Portugal which I will post all about soon!

      November 12, 2012
      • Lisbon, Portugal sounds like fun. I am not happy with the result. I prefer to work for a living instead of relying on the government for my every need.

        November 13, 2012
  7. petit4chocolatier #

    Beautiful photos! Viewing these I feel as though I am in a story book fable within a secret garden. Love them!

    November 7, 2012
  8. Wonderful autumn photos. 🙂

    November 8, 2012

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