So, here we are. No denying it now. A week on from the start of meteorological autumn. Daylight is shortening for early risers like me. Evenings drawing in, as my dad used to say.
My morning visits are cooler now. Some of our summer flowers are starting to fade. The sweet peas are limping on, though now maybe more seed pods than blooms. The orache and amaranth are taller than me, sunflowers of all hues tower. We cannot keep up with the giant wall of French beans
