After being away for a while, I didn't know what I'd find but the "mums" in the whisky barrels were still looking good.
And a few of these irrepressible chaps were still flowering.
As were the hardy hydrangeas.
Now this has got to win a prize for the most artistic fallen maple leaf.
Funny and fuzzy in the wildflower garden.
The trailing vines from the hanging baskets may look a bit rusty..
But the chirpy petunias insist on holding their own.
Amazingly, we haven't had a frost yet.
But as always this time of year, the golden carpet is back, spread out under the maple tree. (In the background, the deer-guzzled arborvitae still look like shorn poodles..)
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