Misty Mornings

Autumn is galloping in along the Taw Valley, bringing a subtle change to the trees and deep mists of a morning - some mornings I wake up and the valley has entirely disappeared, then as the sun gets stronger it is like a concealing veil is being slowly lifted to reveal the glories of th russets, golds and brown of October colour.








 The front garden, in particular, has been magical




after the mist - the garden is revealed:


a beautiful sky


4 comments:

  1. Mary Rose12:20 pm

    You have yourself a slice of heaven! I love misty mornings ...

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    1. There's a sying here in Devon: 'When Adam & Eve had to leave Heaven, they came to the next best place, Devon.'
      (Mind you it isn't quite so heavenly when it's chucking it down with rain! LOL)

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  2. I only see darkness in the mornings now!!

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    1. 'It was a dark, misty morning t=in the heat of the Devon countryside..... ' hmmm good line as an opening for a story!

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