This morning I awoke to sunshine and blue skies for what seems the first time in weeks. After shopping I stopped by the River Trent and took a stroll along the pathway. The weekend gales have all but stripped away the leaves from the trees and now they stand, like sentinels, awaiting the winter snows.
The river level had dropped some 4 feet since the heavy rainfall
but was still racing along from the ferry footbridge:
To the old bridge:
Whilst others were just passing through:
Although it does nt appear so,the river is flowing too quickly for them to forage for food
So this brave character thought I had brought breakfast!
Whilst this one wanted solitude:
The weeping willow:
And so to the car park and home for elevenses !