Summer fading, winter comes–
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
– (Robert Louis Stevenson)
Autumn mist and early morning frost arrived without warning. It is strange how it was that only two weeks ago we spent the day on the beach. But now the night temperature reached minus 3 degree c (26F).
It is early morning and the sun is already making the tips of the trees golden. Our girls (the bees) are all busy inside their hive at the end of the garden. A few hours later I looked at them closely and they were still bringing in pollen. So the queens must still be laying eggs.
The liquidambar has lost a lot of its leaves, but still looks gorgeous.
Phacelia that self seeded was in full flower until yesterday, but now is frozen.
So is the cosmos sulphureus. I guess we and the bees just have to accept the end of the summer flowers.
The blackbirds have stripped the berries on quite a few of the cotoneasters in the garden but this plant still has plenty berries on it.
So for the time being we can occupy ourselves with various chores inside the house. In the afternoon Amelia and I will go for a long walk enjoying these bright autumn days.
“Come then, find your ball and racket,
Pop into your winter jacket,
With the lovely bear-skin lining.
While the sun is brightly shining,
Let us run and play together
And just love the autumn weather.”
Autumn Song by Katherine Mansfield
Wishing you also a happy autumn.