September 21st and into Autumn. It would not be complete without John Keats’s Ode. True to form our garden is into some mellow fruitfulness.
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The September Garden
Early morning in the September garden is a treasured moment of peace. I sit among flowers that seem to laugh and sing in their joyful, playful colour. But change is on the way.
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A brief, blissful moment of late summer stillness on the South Downs brings back memories of past days walking in the silence of the Lakeland Fells.
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This time I’m relishing September’s late summer reverie of golden glory with the first hints of autumn; thinking of those Michaelmas Angels; finding great wisdom in Alice in Wonderland and expecting some surprises.
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