Warwick University, on the way back from Tesco

I guess the trees are just pretty at the moment and I haven't quite had the time to do much else. This is another view of Warwick campus, and I quite liked how the light was touching some of the smaller auburn leaves.

Hamlet yesterday, today, Macbeth:-

There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.