I can't quite believe that it is November already.
The clocks were put back by an hour the last weekend in October making dusk an hour earlier. Lamps are switched on to relieve the gloom and the blinds are closed against the growing dark outside.
Fireworks sound most evenings, do they bother Mr Fox?
He visits at dusk, his lovely red coat doesn't stand out in the fading light, but I can see him through the kitchen window as I stand in front of the sink clearing away the pots and pans from our evening meal. The photo above was taken a couple of weeks ago. He sits at the top of the garden and relaxes for a while. A few days ago he brought another fox with him, I assume it is a vixen and that he has chosen his mate for this season.
It's a time for brisk and breezy walks. Yesterday we strolled around Westport Lake and down by the canal.
The Autumnal Trees were looking wonderful.
Leaves crackled and crunched underfoot.
Squirrels bustled around finding scraps to eat, usually from the seeds left out for the birds.
We always divert from the main path through the gate you can see on the right of the photo and walk around the other smaller lakes and ponds in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the elusive Kingfisher.
A black headed gull in its winter plumage.
An assortment of ducks on the smaller lake. The two dark ones are Cayuga ducks. Paul took the photo above as my camera decided to give up at this point. The battery has been running down quickly even after being charged so a new battery has been ordered.
There's still lots of interesting fungi about.
I'll be back soon with a visit we made to Kedleston Hall last Wednesday to see Luke Jerram's Helios.
