The past couple of weeks have been particularly chaotic, and the coming week is looking similarly crazy, and so today—after flying back home from yesterday's meeting and completing one necessary set of tasks—my brain rather conveniently elected to forget the remaining things I should have been doing and suggested, instead, that taking my parents for a drive in the cold sunshine of the last day of autumn would be a good idea.
We headed up to Collinsvale and went for a gentle stroll up to Myrtle Gully picnic area. The fungi were abundant and beautiful, the mosses and ferns were luminous, and the low light conditions made time exposures possible (although I should have taken my tripod).
As we headed over the top and down into the Derwent Valley we were surprised at the extent of the fog, filling the valleys and cascading off the contours, creating islands of the hill tops and ghosts of distant trees.
Here are samples of the photos I took (some of them cropped from the original shots, for effect).