The canopies are still almost full, but as the breeze played with the branches yesterday afternoon, I noticed a slow attrition as, every few seconds, another leaf would pull away and drift sideways to the ground. For now, the reformation of the canopy as ground-cover, is not evident. The abandoned foliage is hiding under hedges and in gutters, unobtrusive.

The trees are turning yellow gently, unless red. When I slowed for the custard maple yesterday I saw it still green, but it exists in a well sheltered spot. In fact, I would say that it is being crowded a little, other crowns are competing for its light.

It is another (perhaps the last?) week of mild weather, and although the evening are rapidly shortening, it is still pleasant, for a short while, to walk out in the evening air in a T-shirt; as far as the chippy or to put out the rubbish at any rate. The clouds have been very pretty and low recently, even when tragically lit by neon from below. Last night's full moon peeped through to provide a full atmospheric effect, but I don't remember the stars, or the satellites.