Although the sun shone most of this dry day, the overnight winds remained decidedly brisk.
This afternoon I was swept round the garden in search of plants still enough for me to photograph them without panning.
These cosmoses now greet us across the kitchen door.
The patio planters and pots, as usual have caught the worst of the gusts that burst round the side of the house.
Our most rickety shed has happily survived.
Many blooms, like the nicotianas, now lean over paths, and we are still finding broken stems, such as this cosmos in the rose garden. Nevertheless this more sheltered spot still bears
intact examples alongside For Your Eyes Only.
Fuchias, such as the white and purple Delta’s Sarah; the blend of pinks Garden News; and the red and purple Army Nurse, are pretty hardy here.
Begonias, impatiens, and mina lobatas are not yet frostbitten.
Dahlias and Japanese anemones are enjoying their season, and still attracting bees.
Quite what this hollyhock rising from its bed is still doing up I do not know.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s spicy chicken jalfrezi and flavoursome mushroom rice, with which she drank more of the Pino Grigio and I drank more of the Comté Tolosan Rouge.