As autumn pushes forward. I do not apologise for showing these two bushes again. When the sun is out they are splendid. The acer was given to us by my elder sister.
Though some plants are regressing, like the leaves of the water lily on the pond others like the roses and the pink geranium are continuing to flower. I cut the geranium back after first flowering with this purpose in mind. I went in the garden on Monday and did too much, finished off the planting of the gladiolus byzantinus and put in ten eremurus, fox-tail lilies, where they can be seen from the new extension. 
I planted one of the hydrangea Annabelle cuttings I struck last year near the cattle-grid on the banking at the request of R, then cut back and dead-headed some of the rose bed including the very big catmint which had got out of hand. Finally I cleared away the remains of the rhubarb, now flopped and fallen to the ground. 
On the way down to the pond, last year, I put in several cyclamen corms and had given up hope of seeing anything but suddenly we have leaves. By the bottom shed the fatsia has decided to begin flowering though this seems a strange choice to make it has done this in past years.
Over the weekend we were away in Dumfries and Galloway to give R a break from nursing the decrepit invalid and went to Threave Gardens. On the first visit it was shut due to floods but was open on the second attempt - more on that next blog.
At home we have the last of the windfall apples from the Bramley.
I still cannot smell the toffee leaves from the cercidiphyllum or katsura.
And so, here in the UK, the clocks go back an hour from our summer time, waking at 7 am is now 6 am and the dark closes in earlier in the evening.
Ah! Well, only six months to go - Christmas, New Year, an election?, Brexit (or not), impeachment (or not), etc etc etc.
Time to hibernate.
I end with a monochrome shot of The Cumbrian mountains from across the Solway Firth for no other reason than I like the shot and it reflects the feeling that we are all bedding down till the spring.
And so, here in the UK, the clocks go back an hour from our summer time, waking at 7 am is now 6 am and the dark closes in earlier in the evening.
Ah! Well, only six months to go - Christmas, New Year, an election?, Brexit (or not), impeachment (or not), etc etc etc.
Time to hibernate.
I end with a monochrome shot of The Cumbrian mountains from across the Solway Firth for no other reason than I like the shot and it reflects the feeling that we are all bedding down till the spring.
Oh, my, those acers are amazing!! The drought made sure we won't have good fall color on ours even though we watered more this summer than we ever have. That pic of the apples would make a lovely front for a fall greeting card of some sort.
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