Signs of autumn are becoming more and more obvious. More recently, bright sunflowers, which stretched their bright yellow heads to the sun, stand sagging and faded. I found only one bright flower (in the last photo), which probably forgot that it needs to think about ripe seeds, not about summer beauty.
Now I leave the house every day. When I go in the morning (around six in the morning), the fields are still covered with fog. It's an amazing sight. I would really like to take a few photos, but for this you need to turn around on the track, which is absolutely impossible. But I'll definitely come up with something.
My way back home no longer gives any vivid impressions. More precisely, it doesn't give now, because the weather is quite dull. Nevertheless, I still have the opportunity to observe seasonal changes in landscapes.
I try to change routes to find bright pictures, but unfortunately it's not always a good idea. So a couple of days ago I chose a route when the rising sun mercilessly hit my eyes and I could barely drive a car.
Last year, when I took pictures of autumn sunflowers, I wrote that they remind me of the walking dead. Indeed, their wilting looks a little apocalyptic. However, the difference is fundamental, because withering sunflowers give a lot of seeds, which, among other things, become food for birds and rodents, helping them survive the winter, and also become the basis for new flowers next year.
