Little legs

It's been a glorious day. It dawned bright and crisp, and cold. And we didn't lose the blue skies until the ridiculously early dusk.

A super walk in the Woodland Trust local woods made the most of the changing light through the trees. As we were losing the light, and that twilight mist was encompassing us, it was very special.

I thought this photo of the little girl, with her two dachshunds Wallace and Grommit, caught the feeling of this lazy Sunday afternoon.

Autumn colours on the forest floor

Mist in the woods