“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astounding sight when every tree in a landscape becomes individual, when each winding back highway and plump hillside is suddenly and infinitely splashed with every sharp shade that nature can bestow – flaming scarlet, lustrous gold, throbbing vermilion, fiery orange.”
~Bill Bryson |
I’m a Stranger Here Myself
Photo: Abandoned bothy, (a small hut or cottage, especially one for housing farm labourers or for use as a mountain refuge), Highlands of Scotland.