autumn colours

I've mentioned previously that I'm not a natural decision-maker, and while I'm pointing out my flaws, spontaneity is definitely not my middle name. So the fact that I saw a street sign directing to Chatsworth House and decided, on whim, that we should go for a walk there is very uncharacteristic of me.

Because of my newly-found impulsiveness, we were inappropriately dressed for such an occasion. In our light jackets and trainers (aka running shoes) -- which absorbed all the dew collected on the long blades of grass -- we briskly traipsed -- in an attempt to keep warm -- across the acres of the Chatsworth grounds, without setting foot in the extravagant (and extravagantly priced) stately house and gardens.







Definitely worthy of another visit but with warm weather gear and a flask of coffee close by.