Dear Monty,

Leaves glow like stained glass. There is a warmth to Autumn that despite the thinning and falling - creates a sense of joy - berries and pine scents  - honeysuckled gloaming.

The garden rescues me again from rabid thoughts - toxic attitudes - negativity.
Cleaning up leaves raking the thinning grass I begin to see structure sparking new plans.

The architecture of artemisia lactiflora begs division and multiplication. The newly revealed beds cry out for a mix of plants to form a block of differing height and texture.

The evening draws in - my minds eye draws new spaces and new structures - planes and hollows.
Trees to cut back - revelations.



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