With autumn rambles done, it's hard to say what there is left to photograph. What I mean is that once the leaves are down, it gets pretty bleak – at least until the snow comes, and then one doesn't always want to bump around the countryside in winter. Right now it is raining cats and dogs, or really chucking it down as some Brits might say. Why do the Brits have so much richer words and expressions?
I have some extra photos from our trip to the sugar bush, so I'll just drop them here for something to post.
On the way in to Wheelers, I noticed this stand of bright, fresh flowers, possibly helianthus. I was surprised to see this in mid-October.