Drifting & Calm.

Hello there. It's been a while, but in all honesty I just couldn't seem to follow the last post with anything remotely interesting. How do you follow up seals and dolphins and as for baby seals... ah well, normal service resumed I guess. So today I thought I would share the diverse colours appearing in the garden, from the soft pink of the last rose

now sitting prettily in a flowery teacup in the sitting room,

to the fast-turning fiery tones of the acers.

I so love the acer family with their delicate lacy leaves and feathery fronds which shimmer gently in the breeze.

We are lucky enough to have three different varieties of this beautiful family, each breathtakingly beautiful in its way. each adding a little something to its neighbours whether as a delicate backdrop to the wildlife pond or as a foil for the blue pot on the courtyard. And talking of shimmering...

Despite my loathing of the heavy-booted blighters racing across the carpet on an almost nightly basis, I do love the beauty of these webs. How strong they must be to withstand the Cornish mizzle weighing them down with its equally fine drops. The garden has taken on a feeling of calm with its soft colours and burnished seed-heads as it settles towards winter.

Spider-like seeds spin lazily on the breeze landing who-knows-where to lie waiting for the cycle to begin again.

There is colour but it is gentler, more muted in its tones; well, it is in our garden anyway.

Apologies for the poor photography on those last images; I blame the poor photographer (and the dire light I suppose)!

Bye for now x