I miss the flowers in bloom, the toddler rolling on the grass and the laughter.
My garden is feeling empty unloved and dead.
Or so I though until we ventured out there for a full 20 minutes. The last few weeks we have only really ventured into the garden on the way to the shed or to scare off one of a million cats from the area that like using our garden as a personal toilet (more on that one another time)
After being in for too many days to count I broke free of the patio door and stepped over the threshold and went in the garden.
To say it was refreshing would be an understatement …. it was cold .. but it was also refreshing, refreshing to see so many plants still battling to keep their colour and their delicate flowers. In fact some of them that had stopped flowering through the summer have now got their second wind so to speak and are looking very vibrant against the darkness of the fungus.
Fungus is by far something I have in abundance … in some amazing shapes, colours and sizes and in some areas so densely populated with the magical growths that even could start to believe there was faeries at the bottom of my garden.
When time is not against me next week I cant wait to get out there and do the Autumnal garden clean. To dead head, prune, and cut back ready for the serious winter months to soon be here.
I am making a mental note to make more effort to discover what is on my doorstep regardless of the weather this season.