Well, now that that weather has been blowing and we've had so much rain, the trees are now being laid bare of their beautiful colourful clothes. How sad, the whole of the winter is before us, the cold, wind and rain - come to think of it it's just a continuation of our awful British summer!
My pastel sketch is of joggers, who, if they are like my hubby, probably just jog for the sake of it and do not notice the magic of autumn. Get a life!
A couple go to an art Gallery. They look at an oil painting of a naked woman with her private parts covered with leaves. The wife doesnt particularly like the painting so moves on, but the husband keeps staring at it. The wife asks "What are you waiting for?". He replies "Autumn"