
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.

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:

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.

My sentiment exactly!
Joanna
I’m glad to hear it.
Gosh I love that first image of the leaves.
It’s worth heading up one of the steeper streets for.
This is a lovely post, reminding us to take notice, even yards from home. I see what you mean about the ‘beech’ leaves. They ALMOST are, and yet …
Some people have suggested elm, others beech. If they could hybridise, which I assume they can’t…
I had a great read and visual treat here…
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
My pleasure
I love “my choices are dictated by plants” and how you notice and admire what is nearby in your very own neighborhood.
I can’t claim I was as familiar before the pandemic. I remember walking around feeling quite desolate as if there were no plants to see and I thought the woods had no flowers. It turned out they had hundreds of thousands, but they were mainly very demure.
oh I love your neighbourhood walking, we should all notice more around us
A year or so of forced noticing worked wonders for me.
There’s no hurry to get to tomorrow, is there?
Not unless it’s Christmas Eve and you are hoping to wake to find a stocking on your bed.
Perhaps one silk one. Lost the other years ago š¤£š
Lovely images . . . and why rush, when there is so much beauty to enjoy? š Could those leaves be hornbeam rather than beech?
I’m going to have to check it out again with people’s suggestions in mind (elm, beech and now hornbeam).
townsplants ā love that! Makes them part of the communityās fabric! How inclusive!! š§”ššš¾
I made it up especially for that. š
Thank you for making the trip and bringing us all along! š§”ššš»ššš¾šš§”
I love the hydrangea shot and the leaves in the first one, the colurs are so pretty š
I have more pictures of hydrangeas than I know what to do with, yet I still can’t resist taking more.
‘Forest-bathing’ is the way to goā very healthful! š
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.
Time to replant the forest! Got any acorns? š
You should always say hello to your favourite plants and flowers ššš»šŗš
I’m on nodding terms, although I do have a favourite tree I say ‘hello’ to but only after making sure nobody is looking. š 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.
That’s sad. Yes please keep it’s spirits up as long as you can Susan š³
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.
I real tree spirit….fabulous