Tag Archives: autumn

Time changes everything

I’m writing in a different place now I have a lap top, and Cyclo is working in the office this week. I’m in the dining room with a view of the back garden, rather than upstairs with a view of … Continue reading

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Possibilities

The garden is full of possibilities – however the possibility that I may one day have it all presentable at any one time is slim. Borders or vegetable patch – one or the other will win, but not both together. … Continue reading

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Change

After a few lovely days today is drizzly… there are puddles on the driveway and the trees are restless against matt grey skies. We seem to have tipped the pivot into Autumn this time, although it’s certainly not yet much … Continue reading

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Fall, or as we call it, Autumn

The current photo challenge is ‘Fall’, though this is a rather prompt prompt to my mind, since we have only just turned the equinox and in the UK at least the Autumn colours don’t really start until a few weeks … Continue reading

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Life in a cardboard box

Autumn approaches. I’m sorry but it’s true. The apples are nearly ready to pick on the ‘Grenadier’ Cooking Apple tree… (though they are an early type, ready to pick in August, but they don’t store well….) I have so many … Continue reading

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Red leaves

Today I noticed in the cherry tree several clusters of red leaves among the summery green ones and I thought of Autumn. The sun was shining weakly, the blushed leaves stood out against a pewter sky and we waited for … Continue reading

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September evening

Attraction Moths drawn by light to the white wet bath make grey smudges of damp dust until overcome they give up surface tension stronger than the struggle it seems while fragile craneflies smooch along the wall, buffeting their way seeking … Continue reading

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