Started to cut down the garden the other day. I am loath to start but its such a big job that I knew I had to. No more procrastinating. So I started to at least get rid of the obviously finished, which felt more like pruning. Actually more like lolling about, watching the light, storing up scents and a little work.
|Sweet Autumn Clematis, View of the pond, Old Apple Trees, Zoe's foot prints in the dew|