Finland in the Autumn

I went walking on a brisk, autumn day. The temperature was about 10 degrees, the light translucent, the greens turning to gold.

One of the old houses, grand and pretty, on the south side of the city.

Near the river, but close to lake lies an old shed, moss embedded in its roof.

The lake, the woods on one side dark and thick, on the other with pebbles and tiny beaches, the trees lit golden by the sun.

Nearby a boat lies picturesque on the shore, not far from a bridge over a minute swamp.