Walking down the side of long meadow the first signs of autumn coming were easily recognisable the hedge row beside me. Sycamore seeds coated the path crunching underfoot and shaped like little helicopter propellers. The leaves of the tree are just starting to turn brown and red colour. The Horse Chestnut Tree has also started turning a beautiful combination of yellows, browns and reds.
Entering the woodland and turning to go along the top woodchip path. The first thing I notice is a Yew tree covered in walled Sycamore leaves that have started to rot and sag on the branches. All along the path Ivy is slowly creeping on to the path only being stopped by people trampling it. A Snow Berry bush has light covering of bright white berries on is standing out against the green of the bush.
After heavy rain last night, the gently pitter patter of rain drops running of leaves can be heard all around. A rain covered Hart’s Tongue Fern seems to shine when the sun hits the leaves.
The Hydrangeas further along are still mostly in flower. The ones that have gone over are left with a brown skeleton of the flower, which will give the whole plant protection from potential frosts during the winter. Waling back up the coast path I meet only the second person I have seen this morning. There dog jumps out form the bushes beside me in hot pursuit of a squirrel that has run up a tree. A litter further on a Squirrel jumps between to branches overhead dislodging the water on the leaves and giving me a small shower.
Heading down towards the castle I walk through a couple of Robins having a conversation across the path, one coming out to shout form the wall instead of his bush. When I get to the castle, I head down into the caravan terrace where I spot a couple of Great Tits and a Pied Wagtail hopping around a sycamore up the side of the slope.