The Gravity Pull Of Plants

Acer leaves with pink tips in autumn

My home town has many rows of Victorian terraces and to get to any of my countryside, wood or park walks, I go through some of them.

While not exactly lying higgledy-piggledy, each batch of terraces forms its own grid dictated by the hillside rather than a uniform plan. Walkers are offered an alternative way at nearly every corner: all being even, my choices are dictated by plants. I visited these three along my walk yesterday.

Brown leaves fallen from a tree

It’s rare I pass any of my favourite townsplants without slowing down or stopping for a moment to see how they are. I get a few looks from passers-by, and it’s not unknown for the homeowner to shoot out to check what I’m doing, but why wouldn’t you pause?

The tree leaf picture is something of an embarrassment, because I don’t know what tree it is. I’d have guessed beech, but something makes me doubt. The autumn leaves are chocolate-charcoal with lighter backs.

Regular readers may remember my hydrangea path to the pie shop. It’s just one of several hydrangeas I keep my eye on. This is another:

Hydrangea with red and orange autumn leaves

Its flowers are an appealing mix of shades and are rain-speckled by this stage, but it was the orange-red autumn foliage I most wanted to capture.

I could add tens of others, but you get my gist. It takes me longer to get around than if I whizzed by, but my reward is a richer experience.

Shared for Becky’s WalkingSquares and Dawn’s Festival of Leaves.

47 Replies to “The Gravity Pull Of Plants”

    1. I just need more forests locally to bathe in. Parts of our area would naturally be temperate rainforest. There are tiny pockets still, giving tantalising glimpses of what must once have been.

    1. I’m on nodding terms, although I do have a favourite tree I say ‘hello’ to but only after making sure nobody is looking. ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s under threat inside a fence on a housing estate that is being built and I am so relieved when it is still there. I am pretty sure its days are numbered.

        1. It’s atmospheric, leaning over a grave-like hole in the ground partly covered by a big stone slab. Perhaps they are scared to go near it! They’ve already taken down another one I photographed many times.

    1. It’s the leaf colour that attracts me. Beech and elm have been the suggestions. I’ll check out the bark etc. I thought elm had pointed leaf tips, but the (slightly) uneven bottoms do suggest elm.

  1. I sometimes get funny looks photographing plants and flowers in other people’s gardens too – glad it isn’t just me! I’d have guessed beech for those leaves too ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. I’ll take a better look at the tree next time with that in mind. The leaves are slightly uneven at the bottom, but I’d have expected their tips to be more pointed.

  2. I’m surprised that anyone takes any heed of you at this point; don’t they know you as the plant-inquirer, always inquiring of plants who they are and how they are? That hydrangea looks as though it’s part Concord grape — what a beautiful set of autumn colors there. It makes perfect sense to determine one’s walk according to plants.

    1. I think so. They don’t take much heed, but if you wouldn’t consider a fading plant as being of any value, you might assume my eye had been attracted by ‘proper valuables’ on show inside. I tell myself it’s neighbourly of them to take an interest.

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