Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Transfigured

Coming home from my walk this evening, I turn into the alley which runs behind our town's main street - and stop in amazement. It's not a squalid alley, just somewhat plain...until now.

This humble shed and the trees behind it, decked with Virginia creeper and lit by the westering sun, have been transformed by autumn's alchemy into a scene of absolute beauty.


In one of Angela Thirkell's novels, a small boy uses the phrase "festoon of loveliness" to describe a baby. I think these vines would qualify as well.



I'm so glad I had my camera in my pocket.

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5 comments:

  1. Oh, I'm so glad you had your camera, too. These are glorious! I just love those hints of glowing reddish orange!

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  2. Aren't they spectacular pictures? Are those berries from the creeper? I don't recall seeing berries in this country.

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  3. I love the colors of fall, and you had your camera! Usually when I see these things I don't have it on me.

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  4. Fall colors are so happy!! These photos capture the loveliness of Fall so beautifully!! I agree, I'm glad you had your camera! :)

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  5. Thanks all! Yes, those berries are from the creeper. They surprised me too.

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