It may officially be autumn and the sedums and the cherry trees are colouring as expected for this season but the flower beds, given our Indian summer (am I allowed to use that expression still?) are still in full show mode.
The lawn hasn’t yet started to look ratty, either, despite the occasional fog.
Dog is fairly perky, especially with his new best friend – he’s showing solidarity with British pigs who are suffering from a lack of butchers, though even writing that seems oxymoronic.
We’ve started thinking abut next year. We may create a new round bed in the middle of the lawn to increase our wild flower and bed attractions. It does mean losing the chequerboard, but gaining some more, hopefully easy wins on the planting front. We shall see.
In other news, Vicky has taken to her hutch to hibernate. There are days when I could easily join her…