I found a small photo online today with heartwarming writing. OK, it is about bad boys, who were burgling a family in Indianapolis. But when the baby started crying in the house, and the locked up father wanted to go and feed the baby, they told dad that they were going to take care of it.
And they did. They warmed up the bottle and let the teenage son also locked in the house come out to feed the baby.
Even bad people have something good in them...

We had a lovely day yesterday. Blue skies with white powder clouds, above average temperatures, a perfect Indian Summer day. Although we are closer to winter now, one more month to go and winter will officially start. Calendar date... One more month before the longest night arrives, and then on to summer again with days getting a minute or so more light. And we will have a big winter break as we travel to the States for the whole month of January. Can’t wait. Sun and sand... White sand!
We will state hop: Arizona, California, New Mexico, Texas, bring it on babe... We will be ready for some sun.
For now we look at fall!

Trees in their lovely colorful fall outfit, rich yellows and reds, and some have lost a load of leaves already. The big pond in Studley Royal mirrorred the colors.
All visitors to Fountains Abbey and Studley Royal Deer park know about the ducks, swans and geese, wanting only one simple thing: FOOD!

They are so used to people that you can almost touch them. At least I saw this one still fishing himself, he came up with stuff in his beak. Before joining the group in the hectic world of people duck feeding.

It’s organised chaos, everyone flying around everyone, with the eye on the best piece of bread thrown in. There is no danger of polluting the pond with bread leftovers, some of the seagulls even catch it in flight. The bread does not even hit the water surface. Funny.

One of the tiny birds is calmly looking at it all. I think he has some existential life questions going on in his bird brain.

“I still remember my egg days, when I was inside the shell, wondering what the world outside was going to be like...
I loved the fact that my mom sat on us eggs, till we were ready to pop, a cosy feeling, let me tell you. Nothing beats that special egg gestation time”

The Canadian is having a groom, orange beak and paws, and beautiful brown white bordered feathers. She has no time for posing. The grooming must go on at all cost.
Can’t go around without make up...

We walk towards the tearooms, and both Mr Wonderful and myself admire the fall colors. Lots of other walkers out, families enjoying the rich British nature and historical heritage. British people do enjoy their green spaces. Totally different then what we do in Belgium.

Even the Goth Movement is on the rambling path on this nice day. In love and melting away in each others presence. It’s good to see it.

Another special goose. He got bread already, restants of it on his beak. Gorgeous animals, I love them to bits. It’s only when they start hissing and blowing at you with a strong G that you have to back out. Give them space.
Mr Wonderful will get the car while I walk uphill to take a bit more shots of fall colors.

Looking up I am covered by a yellowish red leafy overpass. We need fall and its beauty to get accustomed to the cold coming season.
The warmth of the colors still reminds us of a good summer, and we can come to terms with the summer ending.

The perfect day for a family walk. Lots of strollers with tiny babies. A little thought in the back of my head about my grandbaby in Belgium.
I wished it could be here today too, in the stroller, enjoying the outside world.

Bigger kids have a ball in the fallen leaves. That is what fall is about: having fun, jump and skid, mix and match, roll in the leaf carpet.
(And a small memory of my paternal grandmother who was utterly crossed at us when we were kids and dropped ourselves in the piles of leaves gathered by council workers).
She meant well...

A short ride back home, seeing Ripon Cathedral in one straight line with the entrance gate at the deer park, landscaping was no idle word a century ago...
An impressive end to an impressive day...