Farewell to Summer 2012

At last, a welcome respite from torrential autumnal downpours. All the rain. This morning bears a crispness in the air, a low maturing sun enclosed in a sky of pure blue: Winter is lurking.

Looking down on the withering rain scattered garden. Leaves fall. Blighted yellow. Exhausted.

Farewell to Summer 2012 with its miraculous fusion of colour, the very last of the magical gardens inspired and nurtured by my late mother.

Nothing is immortal.

Fork, spade, secateurs, rake and, my quiet, noble and unhurried companion Robin Redbreast, all set in motion.

The autumn clean-up.

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