Autumn is nearly over. It has been a brilliant season this year. The temperatures dropped fast, but that led to such beautifully intense colours, really the city has looked as gorgeous as I've ever seen it.
Most of the trees are now bare, their black branches arch against clear blue skies or are dusted with crystalised frost in the mornings. The leaves lie in deep, brown piles just asking to be jumped into. I hope I never lose that urge to jump in a pile of dry leaves whenever I see them - even if they do occasionally hide sock soaking puddles.
But I've passed some very pretty trees in the last few weeks, so here are a last few of Canberra's finest.