The last rose of Summer.
Well, not quite, but the recent rain has certainly spurred on the plants which are desperate to set seed prior to the real seasonal change. A sudden full flush if you will.

… what’s occurin’ …
Well, not quite, but the recent rain has certainly spurred on the plants which are desperate to set seed prior to the real seasonal change. A sudden full flush if you will.



It takes two to shift this. “This” is a cider mill apple squashing/squishing/juice squeezing wheel. Those who have assiduously explored the site […]
Nothing beats an early morning stroll around the garden.
In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs are waking as the sun warms them.
A Sunday look at the (new) polytunnel.