It's been a wonderful Autumn here in the South Island. Usually, Autumn is a fairly brief affair - the leaves turn, the Nor'westers blow into town and then it's all bare trees and Winter. All over in about a fortnight. This year, the Nor'westers haven't turned up at all. The leaves have turned yet fallen only slowly; it's been going on for a month now - all very beautiful.
These are all from Thursday's annual walk through the Christchurch Botanic Gardens, on my way to my routine hospital appointment where, for the fourth year in a row, I continue to confound the doctors by showing an apparent improvement in what is supposed to be a degenerative disease. (He, he.)
Oh, and before you ask (you were going to ask weren't you?) I am still shooting in black and white. It's just that when the post is about Autumn colours, it seems important to illustrate it in ... well ... colour.
Happy Birthday, Dad!