The riping of all sorts of fruits and berries might be the first sign of fall (or autumn if you like), but nothing is so inevitably a message of summer's end as rowan berries. There is a saying in Norway, that if the rowan tree is laden with berries, we won't have much snow that year, since the tree shouldn't carry that kind of heavy load twice in a year. Actually, it might be the other way around... That the tree is tempered or toughened by the berries, and thus is capable of carrying more snow when winter comes. It doesn't really matter anyway, since the amount of snow we'll get is much more likely to be influenced by climate and weather conditions than the state of the local rowan trees, but whatever. Whether it's a sure weather sign or not - it's a sure sign of autumn.
I meant to take some grand pictures of the red, lovely rowan berries (which were plentiful and beautiful this year), but I missed my chance. The heavy rain we've experienced for weeks and weeks have made photography difficult, and the rowan berries are now soggy and not their usual glorious self. I missed a narrow window due to bad light conditions. Another time I didn't have my camera with me (and the pics I took with my phone are a) crappy, and b) stuck in my phone because I've lost the chord).
So we're left with the only semi-decent, slightly out-of-focus, berries-looking-more-orange-than-red shot I've got. It's hardly enough to build a blog post around.
But there you go.