AUTUMN LEAVES AND HISTORY
No matter what time of year, the walk up to my local Blue Mountains village of Blackheath is a delight. I always have my little point and shoot camera in my pocket. Without fail there is something worth snapping, and it’s an excuse to rest occasionally as I climb the hill.
So off I go, down the drive past the letterbox. It’s a bit chilly, better put on a coat and scarf.
Which direction shall I take today, left or right? Right I think.
Leaves are decorating an old WWII wheelbarrow, made during construction of an air-raid shelter in Sydney. It was a gift from my ‘top side’ neighbour.
I only have to look up and there are birds feasting.
Just a short walk along the lane and I round the bottom corner of our garden;
Next it’s past the local duck pond with its pretty autumnal reflections. The native wood ducks always swim over to me hoping for a handout, but I have a ‘no feed ‘policy (well I might weaken if a small child is with me.)
A few more steps and I’m in Memorial Park and passing the wisteria pergola, or it is pergoda?
I emerge into the top end of Gardiner’s Crescent. I’m not sure which is prettier on this Japanese maple, the trunk or the foliage.
On the other side of the street is an avenue of ornamental cherry trees, Many of Blackheath’s cherry trees were planted by local residents. How pretty those autumn flowering camellias look against the white fence below the trees..
Now it’s into Govett’s Leap Road, and from here its just a short walk up to the shops. Still some original old cottages looking their best under colourful trees.
I cross Wentworth Street, where tourists are still snapping photos of the liquidambars.
First stop for me in the village is often the Victory Antiques Centre (originally a picture theatre). I may be some time in here, looking for pill-boxes among other things.
Photo-bombed by Editor Des, a bear I know quite well
I enjoy a coffee at various cafes in my wanderings, but I do have a soft spot for Altitude, because they sell wonderful Melting Moments. They remind me of my mother.
I’ll leave my walk home for another post, but I complete a circle; down past the Community Centre, across Wentworth Street, past the start of Inconstant Street (funny name eh?) then down the hill back to The Gums.
NOTE – There was a strong wind today, which removed most of the autumn leaves. Winter is nigh.