“O hushed October morning mild,

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;

Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,

Should waste them all….”

October
Robert Frost
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Fallen rose
Fall, (or Autumn if you prefer), but everything begins to fall. First a trickle of leaves flutter down from the treetops until the fall becomes a torrent. Roses garland the grass, torn from their stems in the mischievous winds.
Paint the morning pink
Sunrise paints the morning pink, rain or sun? Before the sun rises beyond the trees and shines brightly upon the dew soaked sod…
Thrush was here
Somewhere the thrush trills her morning song, elusive visitor, warrior, striking down the gardener’s enemies.
Snack food
Puff balls pop up overnight, snack food for voles and harvest mice or perhaps the visiting squirrel?
Breaking down
Tiny tables of delight collect around the rotting stumps, appearing like freshly baked rolls in a bakers window.
Autumn fare
Lying in the leaf litter, toadstools spread their feast for small visitors.
Berry nice
Berries hang enticingly, Blackbirds favourite, but for now they swell and fatten waiting for more inclement weather.
Waiting for Harvest
Apples, redden and sweeten in the last days of sun. Tempting the birds and rabbit waiting for the windfalls. Kitchen filled with autumn aroma, spiced apple cake, blackberry and apple pie, mint syrup. Gathering the harvests filling the
larder…
Fallen foliageSnuggled in the dew-drenched grass a lonely leaf lies waiting for his near neighbours to join him in this autumn pilgrimage. The last sweet-peas bloom, cosmos blossoms brightly but only ’til the first frosts strike… We all wait for Fall, embrace the changes!
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We had a stunning sunset ten days ago, Scottish Instagram-ers shared wonderful photos. The little twins asked “Mummy, are sunsets dangerous?”
Still laughing I ran outside with the camera to capture the last glorious rays of the dying day. And then it happened!
Suddenly, sliding on the dewy grass, twisting my ankle as I found myself lying at the roadside.That’s what happens when slipping on worn out garden shoes and running around in the falling dew!  FALL – yes, sunsets are dangerous!
Crawling back into the house, lying on the sofa with a bag of frozen peas and my foot elevated. R.I.C.E. (rest, ice, compression and elevation). Thankfully no more than a bad sprain,  nicely bruised and still strapped up but rather cramping my style. So that’s my excuse for being so tardy and not posting for a while! 😀
I did manage to Instagram though – so you can catch up on the less active gardening capers there!
Thanks for stopping by today! 
 
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