Anatomy Of A Changing Garden

As the autumnal sun warmed us all up this afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful Nanny and Grandad’s garden looked. Yes, there are a few flowers on their last legs, ready to sleep for the winter but others are enjoying their swan song.

Sorry for the lame attempt at arty shots (I only tend to snap things that don’t move) but I thought it would be nice to share the last snippets of summer before the long nights draw in. Continue reading