Today’s gardening duties were straight out of The Book of Horticultural Cliches, chapter three Autumn. Collecting seed, moving perennials, tidying, planning for next year. Hesperantha were flowering, a cerise cyclamen popped and we swept the first of the leaves that had fallen in the recent gales.
This rich-red pelargonium however was having none of it. Summer was reigning its corner, its luminescence keeping the changing season at bay. Still going strong. Long may it continue.