Sunday, 1 November 2015

Season of Mists and Grellow Fruitfulness. . .

It's the first day of November and the Liverpud and I decided to do our favourite long-way-in walk into town, via four parks and the Mersey.  It was a mild and absolutely still morning with mysterious mist everywhere.  I really miss the intensity of colour that a Canadian autumn delivers, but on a day like this, the greys and yellows have their own muted beauty.

And when we got down to the Mersey, it too was many shades of grey as sky, water and sand all blended into one smudgey palette.

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