I drove down to Dorset late last night. It felt so good to be back at last. I woke to a morning of pouring rain, but this afternoon the clouds parted and brilliant autumn sunshine set the valley on fire.
The garden has gone mad. A storm blew the runner beans over. Nasturtiums and pumpkins are making their bid to take over the planet. And so on. I think for now I’m just going to leave it all in chaos. In a few weeks it will be time to get set for some serious clearing. But for now I’m liking the vibe.
Which is lucky – because I think I’m a bit to busy just now to make a time for clearing up.