Grey autumnal Sunday. Warm but no chance of the sun ever breaking through the grey.

Walking towards Arnesby.

Light breeze ruffles the hedgerows but everything is quiet.

One of those days that no matter what camera you use (and these are with a particularly crappy phone cam) the light would not show you the colours. But their subtlety in this light, is their beauty to this eye.

Nearly back home. A glimpse through a window to a window somewhere else.