The weather is so changeable at the moment. One day it’s above 30 degrees and the next it’s down to 17. This morning it’s pouring with rain. Our swimming pool heating has just been turned on, so I managed a swim on Monday and Tuesday. The herb garden is looking good. I’ve planted rocket and spring onions and a new neighbour has put in lots of basil. A few people go overboard and think it’s a vegetable garden. Someone planted water melon seeds, which will creep everywhere and look untidy.
Crown does beautiful decorations, appropriate for each season:
Over in Como, the bottle brush is dropping its “blood on the ground”, joined with the wisteria:
Both have climbed too high and will have to be lopped. A neighbour has complained.
The three baby moorhens in our pond at Burswood have been reduced to two. I keep checking on their progress:
And it's fall coming on here. Lots of rain.
ReplyDeleteBecause I was born in England, I’m often confused by the seasons and sometimes think it feels like Autumn.
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We've gone from France in the twenties to the Scotish Highlands, where it's only just making it into double figures (and it's going to freeze tonight), so I'm envious of even your cool days.
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