Passing through the Aigas Gorge the forests from Beauly to Cannich are spectacular in Autumn, Inverness-shire, Scotland.
Poem.
Golden Cherry,
Yellow Larch.
Orange Birch.
Bronze Ferns.
Upright, bottle-green Spruce.
Stately, cone-laden, Scots Pine.
Bushes of Gorse and Broom.
Rock-faces.
Hills.
Mosses.
Algae.
Fungi.
And a mist “melting” into an Autumnal sky.
Forests can be sterile,
too uniform.
Not here.
A lavish, richly painted canvas.
Atmospheric.
With an ambience of pulsating,
multi-coloured, vibrant life.
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Uploaded on October 24, 2025
Taken on October 26, 2013
Passing through the Aigas Gorge the forests from Beauly to Cannich are spectacular in Autumn, Inverness-shire, Scotland.
Poem.
Golden Cherry,
Yellow Larch.
Orange Birch.
Bronze Ferns.
Upright, bottle-green Spruce.
Stately, cone-laden, Scots Pine.
Bushes of Gorse and Broom.
Rock-faces.
Hills.
Mosses.
Algae.
Fungi.
And a mist “melting” into an Autumnal sky.
Forests can be sterile,
too uniform.
Not here.
A lavish, richly painted canvas.
Atmospheric.
With an ambience of pulsating,
multi-coloured, vibrant life.
189
views
8
faves
2
comments
Uploaded on October 24, 2025
Taken on October 26, 2013