26 October 2014 12:00 AM
It's odd how sometimes you just notice things more than in other years. Driving to a friend's on Saturday, I was astonished by the colour of the ash trees. In just a few days, their boring all-summer green had turned to an extraordinary plummy, orangey shade, that even reminded me a tiny bit of a Tequila Sunrise, as the two juices start to mix. Proper fall is here, finally: liquidambars washed in red, ginkgos going to that raver's shade of fluoro limey yellow. But ash trees, especially, seem to be everywhere: made visible, labelled, almost, by that blushing colour.