After Eight?

It started with a backlit Cotinus coggygria leaf

eight years ago.

I observe that my postings have declined in number year on year.

At this rate of attrition

(and I admit that my O-level maths is struggling here)

it looks as if there will be a biannual offering in 2017,

of, say, a shadow on the sand at low tide and a backlit autumn leaf,

and then a solitary smokebush leaf in 2018.

This calls for drastic action.
I must search further afield for exciting new material.

The last of the ha-ha-harvest

Red cabbage - mostly snail and caterpillar.

Carrots - mostly carrot fly.

Beetroot - mostly too big and woody.

Nevertheless I have managed to extract a borscht

from these flawed ingredients.

The snails and caterpillars were spared.

I have decided to give that bed over to tulips for cutting next spring.

It's too warm to plant them yet so I must hold off

otherwise they will be mostly - Tulip fire fungus.

Even Sarah Raven has suffered from this.

Serenities

We are a starved society living in the midst of plenty.

Our possessions are many, our serenities few.

Laurie Lee.