Sunday morning cloud shadows from the road less travelled between my valley and next.
A little bit of late autumn weather on the moors above the valley this morning.
A few pictures of the heather under the uncharacteristic English bank holiday sunshine.
Weather forecasters start liberally sprinkling their reports with the word autumnal
quite early into August in this country but the leaves are still pretty green, we haven’t had a frost yet and the narrow roads are still very much clogged with the enormous camper vans that summer holiday tourists deem the best way to see the countryside so sadly actual autumn as opposed to London media autumn remains a couple of weeks away but if you get out early enough, go high enough and breath deeply enough you can just detect that dampness in the air and its alluring promise of quiet roads, silent fells and cyclists once more being the same colour all over their body.