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Thursday, October 8, 2015

Autumn Comes to the Jungle

 And everything has its own beauty.


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.


 At the back, these fellas were still greenish..


Now this has got to win a prize for the most artistic fallen maple leaf.


Funny and fuzzy in the wildflower garden.

Green-going-on-gold


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..)

Now for a walk up the lane...

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