The photograph above was the result of my hand meeting the greenhouse doors on a cold & frosty December morning in 2022… (GG Team - miss you) I was in my garden today, pottering about as I do… Then I decided to take a moment to sip my coffee & enjoy the now rare warmth of the afternoon sun. this was when I noticed the signs of retreat which are everywhere. Tree branches bare with their silhouettes against low winter skies, the soil now cool under my fingers & the last stubbor

Above is a photo of a striking white leaf I saw on my walk yesterday. It’s ghostly and unexpected presence inspired me to write my blog - late as usual - but I often just have to wait until inspiration comes! November is here and the ghosts feel somehow closer - not the frightening kind, but the soft remembering ones. In the quiet of late Autumn, they sit beside me by the fire like familiar companions, reminding me where I've been, before I step into whatever comes next. The

I saw this quote the other day, along with a little cartoon of a tree having all its leaves pulled off in the wind.. “Autumn shows us how...

I feel that a particular softness comes into the air towards the end of Summer. The sun still lingers, warm in the day, but the light has...