GOING ON GROWING ON (AND RAIIIIIIIIN!)

And floods - Wednesday/Thursday - garden awash, roads and schools closed, main west coast rail line shut, even golf course closed!

I am in my room as the living room is stinky with tar - the woodburner, left in with a log overnight, has gooed up and the air is fumey. Hands up - all my fault - should have known better as it has happened before - burn off the tar then clean the glass with wet newspaper and wood ash.

Before the rain we have had a period of big morning skies over Morecambe Bay - well the sky is always the same size, it just feels bigger.

The daffodils are confused! On the banking and under the magnolia they are pushing up their stems - and it is November.

Autumn colours are still lingering here and there - on the great white cherry, on the beech hedge and the liquidambar.
 

But golden leaves are not the only things lighting up the garden - this is the euphorbia R bought at Abi and Tom's nursery at Halecat.

But rain, rain, rain was here for the first few days of the week - nothing new then. It has poured again and we have yet another new spring - this time coming up in the path to the wood. Unable to walk on the grass as my feet sink in three or four inches - waterlogged. I have never known such a wet autumn. If this is global warming you can keep it.

So - reading Neil Gaiman's book on Norse Mythology and listening, at this instant, to The Beatles, Think For Yourself - no it has changed - Marty Wilde and Bad Boy!!

Colour still, in small amounts - the blue salvia Sue gave us before she died, a red rose ( birthday present to R) and R's favourite - Erysimum Bowles Mauve still flowering.

In the kitchen the white streptocarpus is in fine flower.

So what did we do today, avoiding rain? R is still clearing away whilst I repotted the herbs and moved the Euphorbia characias wulfenii.

R tells me the moorhen is back regularly and the heron was by the pond again.

The music moves on - Spem in Alium . . . , Jeremy Summerly: Oxford Camerata. In the kitchen the painter is listening to Radio 2, the moorhen is stretching in the pond outlet, there is another squirrel on the bird feeders, friends are sunning it on Bequia in the WI poor things. All the weather fun is here. Rain/sun and probably frost tonight.