I wandered around the garden today, and was struck by how some areas are still in their summer colours, still having the fresh, clear lightness I love,
However, other areas of the garden are in full autumnal robes; burn't orangey colours, yellows, deep plums and strong reds,
I rather love some of the inbetween-season colour combos,
and some of the new buds of autumn have a particular thrill because, unlike in Spring, they are fewer and rather poignant because you know their glory is shorter lived. These sedum blooms, bursting into life, are so lovely,
The buds and flowers of the Japanese Anemones also have this misplaced Spring-like freshness,
But, whilst there's lots of beauty to enjoy, the overall look of the garden is a bit Janus-like, looking forwards and backwards at once, and I find it slightly unsettling, irresolute. I like to know where I am generally in life, I am not so good at uncertainty. Time for a cup of tea.