Lots to do in the garden, mountains of leaves, but can't bear to sweep them away as the colours are just glorious. Still some flowers around - the odd Japanese anemone, catmint going strong, gunnera nursing next spring's massive magenta buds, few bright blue salvias and gay yellow Welsh poppies soldiering on, tiny campanulas and herb Robert dotted around - but the best displays are from fuchsias and the hydrangeas which are just phenomenal and a real bonus. There's something about the equinox light that makes the garden glow, especially at dusk everything looks luminous.
|You can just see Philip with saw after the felling!|
For the past few months as the days get shorter we've been getting less and less light on the terrace, as a dense oak tree on the edge gets bigger and bigger. Starting to feel like we're in a cave! So... today Philip is taking down the offending tree to hedge height, but not without first apologising to it as we both feel bad about cutting down any trees. However, it's got to the point where it's either the tree or us, so sorry oak tree, this has gotta be done. There'll be much clearing away afterwards so I'm hoping the weather holds tonight so we can light the chiminea and watch the sun go down with a glass or two before supper.
Can't believe it, whilst I've been indoors the sun has set over the mountain opposite and it's only 3.30. There'll be another couple of hours of light though so I'd better get a move on.