All those Autumnal jobs are gathering on the horizon: bonfire's curling blue smoke in the chilly evenings and endless cutting back of straggling plants. Chutney, jam, chimney-sweeping, investigation of last years old woolies.
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
Late summer
Or is it Autumn yet? Mixed days of glowering cloud and surprisingly hot sun. Grape jelly has been made, lemons are gearing up for being yellow in January, and these mad hibiscus flowers are making their blousy appearance - much to my joy and that of the big black bees still buzzing around like small private planes.
All those Autumnal jobs are gathering on the horizon: bonfire's curling blue smoke in the chilly evenings and endless cutting back of straggling plants. Chutney, jam, chimney-sweeping, investigation of last years old woolies.
A few more weeks of no socks, and breakfast on the terrace — I hope.
All those Autumnal jobs are gathering on the horizon: bonfire's curling blue smoke in the chilly evenings and endless cutting back of straggling plants. Chutney, jam, chimney-sweeping, investigation of last years old woolies.
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