Looking for gold …….

So not the most original title, and one that may not be entirely accurate.

But if like me you are drawn to autumn, then the golden brownie colours as they turn from green to those gentle hues before falling, are quite magic.

And they are accompanied by temperatures which remain warm and come with that tired but mellow sunshine.

So, picking my time carefully and dodging the rain I wandered around the Rec and captured a few more images.

Although strictly speaking all I did was to cross the road from our house and snap away.

That said, the collection now encompasses the Rec across all four seasons.

Which may mean the Autumnal Friends of Chorlton will celebrate this most gentle bits of the year with a collection of poems from Eric Thistleweight, their resident poet.

Back in 2001 he was due to read his poem "Reflections on counting the falling leaves", which has those  memorable lines, 

"Come you golden tawny leaves,

And fall upon the grass

Carpeting yesterday's bright green

And hiding the precious harvest of conkers,

But fear not because Thistleweight and Son are at the ready

To sweep away the detritus of summer,

Uncovering autumns treasures.

Our rates can't be beaten

So come you golden leaves

Fall and fall and fall".

Alas the Council pointed out that their staff were already on the job, leaving Eric to recite his poem to an empty hall.

Location; Beech Road

Pictures; Autumn gold, 2022, from the collection of Andrew Simpson