The days here are those of intermittent sunshine and rain and sometimes when we are really blessed, the persistent puddle of rainwater on the car park's upper floor outside my window would dry completely.
On one such cloudless day, we decided to head over to Bath. The ancient city looks significantly different under a cerulean sky. After having a hearty meal in a Thai Restaurant recommended by my flatmates, we hopped over to a traditional candy shop.
The interior of the shop is cozy and compact. The shelf with rolls after rolls of containers appear remarkably like those in a Chinese medicine store. But here, colorful candies that taste as good as they look take the place of bitter remedies.
Out on the Avon River, swans feed gracefully as their adolescent broods which have yet to attain their pure white plumage swam nearby, looking expectantly at the visitors for food.
The ducks that congregate around the pond up in Universtiy of Bath were even more aggressive when it came to food begging. Should you give a scrap to one quacker, they will soon surround you on every side.
The real beauty of autumn was of course the leafs. It would not be an exaggeration to say that autumn might in fact be more colorful than spring, if in a limited hue.
A tree may sport colors ranging from bright yellow to emerald green and burning red.
I find the burnish gold on pure blue a wonderful combination too!
The last leaf of the branch, fluttering in the afternoon breeze like a candle flame.
Even the crawlers on concrete walls are reacting to the seasons by setting itself aflame.
After our quiet stroll through a poetic wood, we find some little wonders in civilization too - a shop that sells everyday objects in a creatively rendered form. Umbrellas that look like women, leather handbags that look like watering cans, scissors in the form of a duck are only some of the ingeniously designed practical craft works.
I was also happy to see one of King Bladud's pigs in the guildhall market. I highly doubt I can make it there to see them off this coming weekend with the West Bristol Arts Trail coming up. I shall have content myself with seeing just one.
May the seasons continue to be kind.
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