There is something poignant about Autumn this year of the pandemic imbuing it with a sense of melancholia, beautiful though it may be.
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Photographs are having to be grabbed with a regime for mitigating risk wherever and whenever they can this year.
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Sadly many of the places I would traditionally go to for Autumn pictures are either no longer accessible or are not safe as people gathering are there in numbers, not socially distancing nor wearing masks.
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So this year I shall be content with the reduced number of pictures that I can make securely rather than reflecting on the majority that I won't be able to make at all. It is a sad time never-the-less and unlikely to change anytime soon. The Autumn colour is welcome just the same even if I cannot photograph it in the way I would normally like to do. A few recent snaps may be found here.