Gunpowder, treason and plot
No gunpowder, no treason and no reason to plot anything dastardly in these parts, but I couldn't resist spending some time in the garden this afternoon, to light a bonfire. It was a modest affair, but I got rid of some of the dead stuff I have been cutting back in the flower beds and along the lavender hedge, and it was just good to be outside in the sunshine.
There are still some leaves to come down off the trees, but, as everything is dying back, there has been the emergence of new, green life. The arums have produced a fresh batch of their beautiful, ornate leaves. I'm not sure if they have their timing right, but the leaves are welcome nevertheless!