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September 29
The garden is still abundant with the green growth of
summer. Some foliage is beginning to turn and there are still flowers
feeding the bees. On sunny days like this insects hover in the air and
there is a warmth and ease about the place, yet it will fade soon and
the chill is beginning to deepen. What will the winter bring?
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September 28
I was up early this morning and walking in the garden as the sun came up. Birdsong
was very prominent in between the occasional growling and grumping of
London as it woke up. I also experimented with a long exposure on my
little camera, here is a picture of the rectory
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September 27
A new cat in the garden today. A tabby which slunk off behind the medlar when I hissed at it.
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September 25
It feels like autumn. Yesterday cloudy with scudding rain
and the cold wind. Today bright and fresh and clear blue sky. The
garden was full of little birds: blue tits, great tits, chaffinch and
this willow warbler -- or perhaps it is a chiff-chaff
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September 21
A warm September morning. A magpie high up in the lime trees
cackles like a Gatling gun and despite the warmth of the sun, the
leaves are beginning to turn. The lime trees are turning copper and the
Mulberry here and there is turning yellow. But there are still flowers,
some of the shrubs are budding and hidden in one of the borders a late
flowering myrtle tree still has flowers.
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September 15
The last couple of days I have enjoyed walking around garden
noticing the shapes and colours of autumn: the red berries of
cotoneaster and other bushes, the first leaves falling and, most
surprising, I discovered we have a medlar tree with one solitary fruit
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September 12
The garden is not often full of people, but today it was the
church patronal festival and the congregation decamped to directory
garden for lunch. The children, of course, took to exploring the
expansive space and were fascinated to find the mummified head of the
dog/fox which is still rolling around the lawn behind the Mulberry tree.
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September 8
This autumn seems very abundant. There is a heavy crop of
berries and, today, a splendid mushroom on the lawn. Not exactly sure
what it is, at first I thought a Cortinarius, but the spore print
turned out to be white, so I think it must be a Tricholoma but which, of
the many varieties, I don't know. The garden was also full
of swarms of midge like insects. Although I don't think they were
midges because they moved away when I approached them.
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September 6
A cold windy day with the grinding of engines and folk music
swirling in the breeze. The second crop of puffballs have arranged
themselves in a fairy ring, you can see the ring in the unmown grass --
just a faint suggestion as if it was, indeed, summoned by magic spells.
The bracken was removed some weeks ago from the old rockery but it is
continuing to reemerge, it's tight little fingers unfurling into the
familiar fronds
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September 5
There are still plenty of flowers in the garden, although I
am unsure of the names of many of them. A rather straggly buddleia bush
is still flowering and a perennial yellow flower is now in full bloom,
it makes me think that its name is Goldenrod but I could easily be
mistaken. And other less dramatic flowers poke out of our flower beds,
making it feel like summer even though the wind is cold
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Sept 2
September has begun very mild and sunny, despite a distinct
autumnal chill in the air. The garden is looking serene in this gentle
weather. The Blackberry is in the sunny spots have all shriveled but in
the shade in the wilderness there is still abundant fruit to be picked.
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