Autumn is on its way here in Ireland, as we stopped to photograph the woodland stream beech leaves were falling constantly, not in large numbers but solely and constantly like the lightest snowfall.
Seen here, the bright reds of those fallen beech leaves lying on rich green moss-covered rocks alongside the woodland stream.
I'm sure there is some statistical analysis that can be done to predict whether a leaf will fall from its petiole, 20 metres to the ground, to land and become part of the photographer's image or be swiftly carried along by the stream which is fast-flowing and narrow, wide and slow in places, to flow towards the sea.
Or indeed to be thrown on to a rock and deposited there as higher water recedes.
The green moss here vibrant from recent wet weather, the same precipitation that feeds the stream and helps to bring those dried leaves to the ground.
And it's a scenic sight, reds and greens saturating this small corner of the Irish countryside.
