Seeing the signs
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Autumn this year is doing things old school!
We have three types of fungus growing in the tiny wild corner of our garden, I was pleased to see this weekend when we mowed and sowed new wildflower seeds for next year. They are amazing, one growing on the stump of the chopped-down Rowan tree, one beneath the bird bath we made and another with just one specimen - I must identify them while they are still growing.
There are Starlings in the field behind the house - just hanging about on the telegraph wires and the grass. Walking the dog today, they moved before me like a big, dark blanket, shaking out ahead of me before returning to the ground again and again. Then they took to the sky in a swirling mini-murmuration. Beautiful and spell-binding.
The hedgerows are filled with the bounty of a fair summer - haws and hips and blackberries. We have our latest vintage of Slow Gin started on the kitchen counter,already turning garnet and burgundy.
And the sunrise this morning! They sky was burning crimson and magenta textured clouds that shaded to peach and lilac before it became that fragile robin's egg blue. A great way to spend fifteen minutes, charting the changes.
In two weeks it will be Samhain and the business of winter will begin in earnest, so I will savour these moments before then.
We have three types of fungus growing in the tiny wild corner of our garden, I was pleased to see this weekend when we mowed and sowed new wildflower seeds for next year. They are amazing, one growing on the stump of the chopped-down Rowan tree, one beneath the bird bath we made and another with just one specimen - I must identify them while they are still growing.
There are Starlings in the field behind the house - just hanging about on the telegraph wires and the grass. Walking the dog today, they moved before me like a big, dark blanket, shaking out ahead of me before returning to the ground again and again. Then they took to the sky in a swirling mini-murmuration. Beautiful and spell-binding.
The hedgerows are filled with the bounty of a fair summer - haws and hips and blackberries. We have our latest vintage of Slow Gin started on the kitchen counter,already turning garnet and burgundy.
And the sunrise this morning! They sky was burning crimson and magenta textured clouds that shaded to peach and lilac before it became that fragile robin's egg blue. A great way to spend fifteen minutes, charting the changes.
In two weeks it will be Samhain and the business of winter will begin in earnest, so I will savour these moments before then.