It's early September and the days are getting decidedly shorter. Not all that long ago it got dark at half past 10 but now, on a rainy day, at half past 8 already. It's getting nippier too and misty in the early morning. A zillion spiders are weaving their webs in the garden catching diamonds at dawn.
In the kitchen garden there is so much to harvest still and I have sown some more lettuce and radishes this week.
Did you notice the broccoli in flower, those big stalks of yellow flowers? At one time I had broccoli coming out of my ears so I let it flower; there's less to eat that way but more candy for the eye. :-)
I got pretty fed up with all those weeds growing underneath the hedges and I decided to make life very difficult for them by putting a thick layer of gravel underneath. That will teach them and it looks very nice too.
I'm chuffed to bits with my new border, less than 4 months ago this was just a bit of lawn; a long stretch of dull green snore fest and look at it now.
Here's Jeeves admiring the new border. Jeeves: Wow, what a nice big kitty toilet with all that nice loose earth and it is so nicely done up with flowers and stuff.
Of course, being brand spanking new means that there are still some bare patches in the new border but time will sort that out.
I'm also very pleased with the way my terrace has turned out with the pergola above it.
Grapes growing above your head so that when you've finished lunch or diner you can lazily reach up and pick a bunch, still warm from the sun, and pop the grapes in your mouth one by one. If that isn't the height of decadence then I don't know what is. Yes, I lead a very sheltered life, thank you for asking.
And it wouldn't be only grapes above your head as you can see here, that Jeeves is simply everywhere in the garden. Following me around like a sweet little puppydog, erm, kittycat.
This is the view from the terrace and it's such a nice view now that the new border is there. Don't underestimate the importance of having a terrace with a view!
My shady corner is getting quite autumnal already with all those fallen leaves there. And of course Jeeves had to sniff out said leaves when I took this pic.
It's actually getting quite hard to take a pic in the garden and not have Jeeves in it. :-)
Last week some people from my village came to see if Jeeves was their lost kitty Tommy. Their cat had run off about a week before Jeeves appeared, thin as a rake, in my garden. So it was entirely possibly that Jeeves was their lost black and white boy, but unfortunately it was not the case. Such a disappointment for all parties concerned. I do so hope that I will be able to find Jeeves's people, if he has any that is. If not, I will try to find him a good home with people who'd really appreciate such a sweet loving little bundle of purry fur.
In the mean time I've made him a bed in the greenhouse so that he's nice and cosy when it's nippy outside during the night. And he loves it so much that he's even often there during the day, purring away for queen and country.
copyright 2008 Y.E.W. Heuzen
O sweet September, the first breezes bring
The dry leaf's rustle and the squirrel's laughter
The cool fresh air whence health and vigour spring
And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.