Glow
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. Paul