Darker mornings this week as I get up for work. A welcome return to breakfast by candlelight, watching the sunrise from the kitchen window, while the rest of the house is still sleeping. Blueberries from the garden to top my porridge. 🌻
That rarest of summer days in the urban garden. Relaxing in the warm sunshine amongst all the flowers and birds - and not a single person within earshot is using a power tool......
A small toad with eyes like jewels moving carefully through the early twilight. Looking up when hanging up towels on the washing line to see the first cardoon flower fluorescent purply pink against a blue sky; taking the towels in completely dry, warm, smelling of fresh air.
On a break away in the Inner Hebrides, we caught the Perseids on a crystal clear night, with the unexpected surprise of a northern lights showing. Just magical.
I have been walking and talking to trees admiring the huge feathered evergreen trees standing in age & then the horse chestnuts thinking about how their leaves create saponins that enable you to wash your hands on a walk and create a laundry detergent if desired -nature just keeps giving us through its generative growth & beauty as we dance through its ages & oh the walnut trees too 🌲🌿🌲🌱
Yet another row of radish seedlings eaten by the slugs, wondering why the lettuce survived and trying to accept that watching tomatoes doesn’t ripen them…
Watching the Perseids on Primrose Hill, the half moon setting, brilliant meteors blazing through the warm August night. (Sadly I didn’t see the aurora this time…)
The first tropical storm system of the year and a couple of other wet weather systems pulled us out of drought, so the roses and daylilies are in bloom again. Late-season ornamental grasses have purple flowers. But the turn towards fall is showing up in a shift in the light and the sound of the local university’s award-winning marching band practicing for half-time shows and parades.
OH I AM BURSTING WITH....eeeeeeeeeeeek! Can't believe I won! The pink cowboy hat of destiny! LOL! Thank you, I am thrilled. This week I have found a seed of a hardy cranesbill geranium that looked like a very small chandelier! And also a barrenwort leaf skeleton that looked like a tiny net curtain....I think I may have come across things from a faerie house flit!
Having blackberries with my breakfast, finally having a flush of sweet peas to fill my room with the very best scent (which I wish I could bottle and smell all year round, but that's what makes it so special, I guess?) and waking up at 5:30 to a red sky and settling down at 9pm to pink sunsets. Autumn is creeping in...
High piercing cries of red tail hawk harbingers of Hawk Migration in less than a month, grass heavy with morning dew after cool nights, annuals giving up, Halloween candy appearing too soon
Seen some beautiful dragonflies in the garden this week, and just seen what I'm fairly sure was a European hornet. And a queen, judging by the enormity of it! Looked up when hearing swifts (one of my favourite summer sounds) the other day, to see more than I've ever seen in one place before, all wheeling and shrieking. I can only think that means they are gathering to leave, which makes me sad.
This week there is a shift the mornings are darker, cooler and crisp first thing and in the evening it is gorgeous golden light and shimmers before the sun goes down. I found some delicious strawberry apples in our local greengrocers, never seen or tasted them before and greengages, gorgeous green plum like fruits it can be tricky to find anything seasonal in our shops, especially when they ship everything in from either South Africa or New Zealand.
The bustle of summer seemed to give way to a quiet week. Autumn is coming. Potted mums and sunflowers outside the grocers door..parents shopping for school supplies and kids picking out backpacks !
After such a long absence from the sea, the calm of a beach ample towards the harbour, ankle deep in the waves' ends, sandles in hand, sunhat on head. At home, the hydrangea are still bringing colour and glamour to the late summer garden. Must remember to pick the blackberries again...
Darker mornings this week as I get up for work. A welcome return to breakfast by candlelight, watching the sunrise from the kitchen window, while the rest of the house is still sleeping. Blueberries from the garden to top my porridge. 🌻
The first mention of breakfast by candlelight!
That sounds lovely!
That rarest of summer days in the urban garden. Relaxing in the warm sunshine amongst all the flowers and birds - and not a single person within earshot is using a power tool......
A small toad with eyes like jewels moving carefully through the early twilight. Looking up when hanging up towels on the washing line to see the first cardoon flower fluorescent purply pink against a blue sky; taking the towels in completely dry, warm, smelling of fresh air.
On a break away in the Inner Hebrides, we caught the Perseids on a crystal clear night, with the unexpected surprise of a northern lights showing. Just magical.
I have been walking and talking to trees admiring the huge feathered evergreen trees standing in age & then the horse chestnuts thinking about how their leaves create saponins that enable you to wash your hands on a walk and create a laundry detergent if desired -nature just keeps giving us through its generative growth & beauty as we dance through its ages & oh the walnut trees too 🌲🌿🌲🌱
Yet another row of radish seedlings eaten by the slugs, wondering why the lettuce survived and trying to accept that watching tomatoes doesn’t ripen them…
Watching the Perseids on Primrose Hill, the half moon setting, brilliant meteors blazing through the warm August night. (Sadly I didn’t see the aurora this time…)
The first tropical storm system of the year and a couple of other wet weather systems pulled us out of drought, so the roses and daylilies are in bloom again. Late-season ornamental grasses have purple flowers. But the turn towards fall is showing up in a shift in the light and the sound of the local university’s award-winning marching band practicing for half-time shows and parades.
I really noticed the change in Summer this week as my early starts were greeted by hazy mist and fog, a sure sign Autumn is approaching!
OH I AM BURSTING WITH....eeeeeeeeeeeek! Can't believe I won! The pink cowboy hat of destiny! LOL! Thank you, I am thrilled. This week I have found a seed of a hardy cranesbill geranium that looked like a very small chandelier! And also a barrenwort leaf skeleton that looked like a tiny net curtain....I think I may have come across things from a faerie house flit!
Congratulations!!
Thank you very much!
Having blackberries with my breakfast, finally having a flush of sweet peas to fill my room with the very best scent (which I wish I could bottle and smell all year round, but that's what makes it so special, I guess?) and waking up at 5:30 to a red sky and settling down at 9pm to pink sunsets. Autumn is creeping in...
I adore the smell of sweet peas
High piercing cries of red tail hawk harbingers of Hawk Migration in less than a month, grass heavy with morning dew after cool nights, annuals giving up, Halloween candy appearing too soon
Seen some beautiful dragonflies in the garden this week, and just seen what I'm fairly sure was a European hornet. And a queen, judging by the enormity of it! Looked up when hearing swifts (one of my favourite summer sounds) the other day, to see more than I've ever seen in one place before, all wheeling and shrieking. I can only think that means they are gathering to leave, which makes me sad.
This week there is a shift the mornings are darker, cooler and crisp first thing and in the evening it is gorgeous golden light and shimmers before the sun goes down. I found some delicious strawberry apples in our local greengrocers, never seen or tasted them before and greengages, gorgeous green plum like fruits it can be tricky to find anything seasonal in our shops, especially when they ship everything in from either South Africa or New Zealand.
The bustle of summer seemed to give way to a quiet week. Autumn is coming. Potted mums and sunflowers outside the grocers door..parents shopping for school supplies and kids picking out backpacks !
After such a long absence from the sea, the calm of a beach ample towards the harbour, ankle deep in the waves' ends, sandles in hand, sunhat on head. At home, the hydrangea are still bringing colour and glamour to the late summer garden. Must remember to pick the blackberries again...