Sunday was one of those archetypal autumn days which so rarely seem to appear on cue. I spent the day out in Chatsworth in Derbyshire. The fog hung over the parkland until around 11, when the sun broke through and the fog began to lift, revealing the house and the wooded hillsides behind. By the time sunset arrived, the air was clean and crisp and there was barely a cloud in the sky.
It is fascinating to note the shifting character of a day and hopefully these photographs illustrate the change between morning and sunset.
Another Country Diary 