The season is changing.......

The garden is having a burst of early Autumn colour, so I thought I would share some of it with you. The wind out there today is freezing and I neglected to wear appropriately warm clothes today (which are up the stairs, and I have no intention of going up there), so I write wrapped in a blanket. Great. Mind you, this winter, I think I will be posting from under many layers of blankets, so I may as well get used to it now.

I am rambling.

My Uncle Walter rose is surpassing itself this year. It has NEVER had so many flowers!

I spent yesterday afternoon being "medically assessed". Do not ask. Yet another round with officialdom, and it is driving me round the bend. And they mentioned that there would almost certainly be another assessment before any decision is made. And joy of joys, I had a letter from another official today saying that someone medically trained would be making an appointment to visit me at home to "assess" me. Maybe it is time to tell the lot of them to vamoose, as we used to say when I was young.
But just look at this dahlia. It makes me smile, and I need to smile a lot more. I can see the dahlias from where I am sitting here, just outside my kitchen window. An absolute forest of pink.

It is so much more beautiful than these photos show, you know. Cosmos, dahlias, hollyhocks, sunflowers all amassed together, swaying in the wind, which is gale-force today.

The marigolds and lobelia are still flourishing too. I have been collecting seeds for next year. A little collecting effort now and I won't have to buy any next spring.

My roses have been flowering non-stop this summer, and they are all covered in buds now. And there are bees buzzing about all the time, which is great for the garden. Just look at this beautiful rose....... I see this as I wash the dishes. It is right outside my window.

So there you have my autumnal/late summer garden. Well, some of it, anyway. It makes me smile. The cold weather does not.

I generally just sit down at the computer and write what I am thinking. I don't have a formula for separate days. But recently, the words have been tumbling out all over the place, and I am not sleeping because they are dancing through my brain all the time. So, I have been writing but not posting what I am writing. Yet. A while back, I wasn't at all sure what to do about the blog, and I did what I always do, prayed about it, asked for a definite sign I should carry on writing. Well, if the words battering the inside of my skull are a sign, then yes, I should carry on. But what?

That is what I am trying to work out. I just let them flow and we will see what happens. If that makes any sense at all. Yes. Well. Just so you know.

If I look up from my computer, this is what I see. My kitchen all decorated for Autumn. And happily cluttered, as always too. Again, there is part you can't see, like my Autumn tree and the leaves on the rafters, and the seeds on trays.

Or me in the blanket.

Just as well.