Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The Colours of Autumn

One thing I miss here in South Africa in autumn is the annual show the trees put on in England transforming the towns and countryside with splashes of my favorite colours. Piles of crunchy, rust coloured leaves to kick through in the park, twirling yellow leaves floating down from a tree to catch and make a wish, bright flaring red, oranges and golds drenching the landscape with brief fiery colour before the grey of winter sets in.

Here we have another palette. Bright cerulean skies, once the fog has burned off. Warm brown earth highlighted by swirling white trails of dust as a tractor ploughs. Bleached straw stubble, burnt black fields. Flaming orange flowers of the wilde dagga lit with sparks of emerald as the sun birds feast on its nectar. Deep blue of the ocean on one horizon, misty violets and indigos of the mountains on the other. A few more weeks and the green of winter will envelop the landscape, softening the harsh dryness.


  1. You paint such a beautiful picture of my homeland! I immediately feel nostalgic for dry grass and purple mountains ...

  2. what a glorious description... i love autumn here, especially in the vineyards, but i did get to experience an english autumn last year, and it truly is magnificent indeed.

  3. And now you have cemented my desire to visit South Africa :)

  4. How homesick you make me, Kit. SUch a beautiful and apt description! But I know what you mean about the UK autumn - coming from PE where Spring and Autumnm are non-events, it has been an absolute joy to experience such a defined transition between summer and winter - Spring and Autumn are my favourite seasons here...


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