Here in North Wales, Autumn is living up to its”Season of Mists” once more, if not the “mellow fruitfulness”. I’m more than ready for clear, cold and dry days now. I’m typing this in semi-darkness as the ‘mist’ is blanketing the windows and we’ll have to rope ourselves together just to get to the wood store without incident.
So here are some photographs I took when we still had daylight!
Now you see them, now you don’t. My neighbour’s tree stripped of its leaves in 10 minutes in the winds a couple of weeks ago.
The final hurrah from this year’s Japanese anemones. They started flowering too early and have run out of energy; I’ve had them flowing well into December before now. If we manage a couple of dry days anytime this side of Christmas, I’ll be cutting them down to ground level and removing the iris foliage.
After their severe pruning in September, these two fuchsia in pots either side of my front door are already sending out new leaves. No frost here – yet – to stunt their growth.
The difference between growing salad crops in a hanging basket that you haven’t hung up yet and one that you have. Bloomin’ slugs.
The large fuchsia by the garage is still flowering despite, or perhaps because of, its Autumn trim.
And more of my other (tree-man) neighbour’s wall is collapsing. As there is a large stone slab on the top, I don’t want that falling onto my shady border. But he proves as elusive as the Scarlet Pimpernel, only returning home after dark.
Last year, the top part of his wall collapsed into his garden (he hasn’t done anything about it: probably hasn’t even noticed), now the section to the left is starting to bulge in our direction. You can see the large stone slab top-left.
No gardening for me this weekend as it’s the final push on the first module of my OU course; that’s if our broadband doesn’t give up the ghost. I’ll pop back now and then so see what everyone else is up to, courtesy of The Propagator.