Flaming Fall

Before I get into that - see this? A bone right by Kairos. First time I had noticed it. It must have been brought there as it was on top of the leaves. But it was an old bone. So large, too... maybe a muntjac's back thigh, I suppose.

I wonder who delivered it?

Once upon a time, I had a poster of Flaming June up in my house. I liked the painting and the colours and, indeed, the title. The last two are echoed in this montage.

The needles must be larch, I suppose and the ash leaves remain rather yellow. Beech is probably the brightest.

It's also fungi time and I liked this little chap alongside what I guess are the shoots of moss?

On a more muted palette, dried oak leaves, lichen and a beech trunk. I think it was a beech.

I mentioned Harriet Rix's The Genius of Trees. I came across the story in there of Margaret Mee and the Moonflower - of which you can read a version here. It's quite affecting.