Evening sunlight hits the sky and the world below explodes into light. Such are October skies when the light diminishes and yet becomes strangely intensified into a soft glare. Autumn colours and sounds take a day and turn it into a painting by Monet. Everything blurs in this season and all that cannot endure must cease and venture existence on spring. We can only pause and regret the passing of the essence of summer.

Had a wonderful time in Devon and will post it soon. Got lots of great photos so watch this space.