XIV - Autumn in the countryside

Autumn in the Countryside

After a brief visit to Keswick in the Lake District I finally understood what it was that inspired all the greats of the English canon. No wonder people chose to go on walking tours. The sights around Derwentwater Lake and the pure serenity of the place could calm the most tangled minds. 

I grew up in the hills surrounded by trees and nature all around me. (Sometimes even creeping into the house in the form of insects, bats and sometimes snakes. So being in east London, I did realize I the lack of  interaction with Mother Nature, I just didn't realize to what extent. 

I just sat on the shore of the lake and listened to the rustling of the leaves, the call of the birds, the gentle breaking of the waves. I ended up skipping lunch.
Music is the food of Love, and here my Love was being fed by the music of Mama Nature.

You cannot imagine the country side without the presence of these adorable creatures

The different shades of Autumn on a single tree

Its like as if God accidentally dropped his paint palate creating this magnificent landscape

The next morning there was snow fall on the mountains in the background

~ I know I must return ~