The weekend was a tale of two seasons. Saturday felt like the last day of summer with the sunshine, blue skies and very mild temperatures making it a perfect day for a walk by the river. This time I took the south bank of Thames and headed west towards Hammersmith. The river was busy with boats, kayaks, paddle boards; the walking path busy with runners, dogs, cyclists.
Sunday felt like a proper first day of autumn. I have gone out quite late and the fog was already rolling in around the river. I crossed the bridge to head towards the north bank and then walked through the woods first. Still lots of greenery mixed with the autumnal shades. By the time I got back to the river I welcomed a completely different world. The river disappeared in the dense fog making it a quite surreal place.