...the number of posts and the number of readers I suspect
and the harvest too
but it was a good year for French beans
and I will definitely grow them again.
Sissinghurst and Great Dixter continue to mellow beautifully
and there is an exciting new place to visit,
Tillingham, a biodynamic vineyard,
with rooms and a restaurant in the heart
of the Sussex countryside.
There was a son in San Francisco
and another newly established in Tokyo.
This butterfly looks a little how I feel.
I'm never good with the shortening days
and this seems to have been a particularly swift descent into Autumn.
Pencil sharpening, new term feelings were not as marked as in previous years
but for this one
a fifth birthday
and an exciting first week at big school are under her belt.
For now, in these troubling times,
I seek solace in scenes like those above,
the writings of Gladys Taber, (thanks Nan)
and seek to adopt the Zen-like attitude
of this ram.
See you, I hope,
before we all fall over the cliff.