It’s week nine and I have taken 2,562 photos. Many photos of buildings, paintings and churches, some photos of food, multiple selfies, lots of squirrels, even more lion statues, lots of Don and me standing in front of famous things grinning inanely. Photos with our heads chopped off, photos with only half the background.
But if there’s one subject with which I may have gotten a tad carried away, it’s autumn.
Well come on, everywhere is full to the brim with trees, their leaves changing colours at varying rates – we don’t get that at home. Clouds of red, orange, brown, yellow, rust stretched as far as you can see, blankets of yellow and brown to shuffle and swing your feet through, massive bursts of red. It’s just so beautiful, I could happily spend all day just walking through the parks, gardens and wilderness. Taking photos.
In Lucca, London and Scotland, Queen of the autumn leaf brigade, I’ve taken:
- 9 landscape photos of various parks
- 7 close ups of leaf litter
- 10 selfies with background leaves
- 2 photos of Don disappearing into a leafy wilderness
- 6 photos of me crouched amongst the leaf litter
- 15 photos of individual trees that looked particularly pretty
- 18 photos up tree lined avenues
- 1 photo of Don and Kristin disappearing into tree lined avenue wilderness
- 8 photos of London landmarks carefully framed amongst the autumn leaves
- 16 photos of Scottish castle surrounds
- 15 photos of Scottish castles within their surrounds
- 7 photos of trees along a bubbling creek
- 5 photos of sheep in fields surrounded by autumn trees.
As I said, a tad carried away. Thank goodness our next stop is Iceland.