"October is almost at end, and in that brief period before the chilling white frosts of winter, the world is full of colour and motion; in the forests and parks, swathes of leaves spiral downwards, spinning in circles before finally falling to earth, ribbons of bright pigment - emerald green, pitted gold and bronze, beaten copper, crimson and scarlet.
The skies are filled with tumult and movement; here and there a soaring flock of starlings fills the skies with a swirling aerial display, almost as if orchestrated by a higher hand.
Autumn is the time of the artist with his palette, and the photographer with his lens."
Thank you, Gillian, for your inspiration and grace.