A walk through the Rivington woods this morning. It’s November 22 and yesterday it rained hard, all day yesterday. Today the trees are dripping wet, the pathways are sodden and mist fills the gaps between the trees. 

Subtle greys in this beech wood. November 2014.

Subtle greys in this beech wood. November 2014.

The weather and the season means that the key colour in the woodland landscape is grey but this morning’s walk proved that grey is anything but dull. 

This weather is a goldmine for future paintings. Look at the colour of the young beech trees, fizzing away like fireworks, orange and red against the green, blue and brown greys of the winter trees behind them.  The young ones keep their leaves all year, leaving them covered all wintery in their rich, red foliage. 

This young beech tree is like a firework against the background trees. Look at that yellow! 

This young beech tree is like a firework against the background trees. Look at that yellow! 

Just round the corner and the scene is very different. I like the austere formality of the trees fading into the misty distance. 

Just round the corner and the scene is very different. I like the austere formality of the trees fading into the misty distance.