Something not quite right ...

A couple of days ago we decided to make the most of some beautiful autumn weather to walk in the fields behind our house. Sandon Hall, hidden for the majority of the year, is resplendent peeping through the autumn foliage.

As we walked we noticed a beautiful russet colour surrounded by green.

On closer inspection we realised that something wasn’t quite right.

Surrounding the ‘nine-acre field’ were other conifers in a similar state.

Does anyone know what the problem is?

I know that I could swerve the net and probably find the cause, but this kind of blogging wikipedia has so much more soul…

UPDATE: It looks like the big problem is that both Tim (my Tim) and I lack the tree identification gene.  Tim's (Pauline's Tim) comment makes this clear! 

At least that's one less thing to worry about...

Autumn...

 Lake Geneva, 2006.

Le Petit-Pressigny, 2011.

Biddulph Grange, Staffordshire, 2012.

Autumn in Le Petit-Pressigny ......

Last week I wrote about Autumn in Salt. By contrast, here are some more Autumn pics taken on a 12km walk that Tim and I did around Le Petit-Pressigny on Sunday.  The walk is another one of the series I blogged about in the summer, which you can read here.

How did the bus end up in this spot?

Rhiannon and Ben were helping Ben's parents to dig some footings for steps to a small cottage they are renovating for some extra guest accommodation.

The weather was glorious when we arrived, although very cold at night. In fact the weather was even warm enough to sit on the terrace for aperos, but the instant the sun went down we needed to be inside, near the fire!

Just in the few days we've been here the signs of autumn are now more pronounced; the leaves are more vivid and falling fast!

Today is an anniversary of sorts. It is seven years since we bought our apartment in Thollon les Memises in the Haute Savoie, and two years since we moved out :o( .

Overall we probably made the right move. We love our house in the Touraine and have met some lively, interesting and friendly people who have welcomed us into their lives.

Autumn mist over the Memises, taken the day we bought our apartment.

If only there were mountains ...............