Sunday, September 23, 2007

Here comes Autumn
Oh wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being,
You, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead
Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing.

‘Ode to the West Wind’
Percy Bysshe Shelley

I’m going to try Nea’s (see side bar) idea and leave the leaves to do their own thing, but wandering round the garden I’m pleased that in spite of doing zilch in the way of gardening this year, there is still colour around.


November Rain said...

yes For me it was Maboon The begining of fall and my favorite time of the year

I have dried fall leaves and acorns and pine cones I set out but this year I found that something was leaking and all my leaves are ruined

I would go out and get more but this year the leaves are falling too fast and are not turning to the beautiful colors

psst any suggetsions (what would be considered fall flowers?)

November Rain said...

oops forgot to say thanks for stopping by my blog and to say (have a nice week :))))))

R. Sherman said...

The good thing about just ignoring fallen leaves is that they eventually blow into the neighbor's yard. At least, that's what I do.


Eryl Shields said...

You're garden looks gorgeous, I'm always taken with that slightly tangley end of season appearance. At times there can be huge benefits to leaving well alone, but only, I suspect if you have put in a good deal of hard work in the past.

My garden is beginning to look like a tract of abandoned scrubland. It's just been too miserable to go out and do much in it this year.

PI said...

Novy: maboon/ i don't know that word. That's sad about your leaves. I don't know about fall flowers but some pink hydrangea have turned a beautiful bronze pink. My husband is always trying to persuade me to have chrysanthemums but I'm not keen on them. You have good week too Novy.

Tut tut Randall!

Eryl: that slightly tangley end of season look is the norm here as I've given up weeding and just stuff more plants in. Then we have wild strawberries and daisies everywhere to say nothing of bluebells, primroses and forget-me- nots in season. It's a bit of a riot really. When I see the gardens of older and frailer friends I feel slightly ashamed.

MissMeliss said...

I love watching the seasons turn in the garden, even though my back yard is a total mess this year (jungle is encroaching).

And leaves...there's a special sort of magic that autumn leaves bring.

Thanks so much for your visit to my blog yesterday.

PI said...

missmeliss: the colours are so lovely. at present I have a screen saver of Exmoor that I took the other day and the colours are magical.