Pictures from a few days ago.

The sky is blue and the river is calm, reflecting the colours of autumn, from yellows to rusty reds. On the right, the bank leads from Abingdon Bridge to Abingdon Lock, a short distance of half a mile.

Looking across the river to Cosener’s House, we see the newly restored stone wall and grotto, their surfaces now clean and bare. In the garden, a summer house sits near a golden tree that glows in the sunlight, a contrast to the darker evergreens.

At Abingdon Weir, looking back over the churning, frothy water, a “mackerel sky” stretches across the horizon. The cloud pattern resembles the scales of a fish, with scattered patches of white and grey clouds. The low sun brightens the central clouds, silhouetting the bare trees as evening approaches.