Despite my best effort to ignore the signs of the approaching autumn, they seem to be suddenly everywhere. The weather is still relatively warm, the days are still light, but it is no longer summer here in Scandinavia. I can not adequately put my finger on what exactly happens, however, it doesn't feel like summer any longer. And the amazing thing is that each year this happens from one day to another.
As if by magic, autumn is in the air. First of all, the sunshine is different. It becomes more golden, full with a tint of orange and yellow. Even though the air can still be warm, it has a different scent. The grass grows suddenly more slowly. Gone are the Dandelions and the Daisies. Instead the air is filled with the delicate, fluffy seeds of the Thistle. The Rose Hip bears fruits, the autumn Heather is starting to display the first flowers and the first mushrooms of the season can be found in the woods.
The nature changes in front of our eyes and this is evident mainly on the birch trees outside my windows, which already have the first golden leaves.
I have decided to document the change of their foliage, that takes place through the autumn, as another feature of my "progressive photography", which I am so very fond of. There is a beautiful, majestic birch tree in our yard, just in front of my kitchen window. The grass surrounding it is already covered by the very few first fallen leaves. I will post a picture of it every Sunday, until it stands bare in the beginning of winter.
Welcome to yet another theme of progressive photography. (As always, please click the pictures to enlarge the image.)