Millie and I go for little walks again, mainly around the castle. She is quite happy to revisit her favourite nooks and crannies and avidly reads the news left on every tussock by her friends. In her turn she leaves little messages for them. Like me, she is saying: I’m back!
There are still visitors of the human family kind around too.
After climbing onto the castle mound they take time to admire
the beautiful scenery of the South Shropshire Hills.
Having had to ignore the garden for almost the whole of spring and summer
I finally found time and energy to have a wander around this month.
Considering it’s November, there are still a lot of treasures to be seen:
drooping fuchsia lanterns
the silver seed heads of clematis in a rosemary bush
variegated eleagnus and virginia creeper growing on the house wall
set each other off to perfection
two varieties of geranium peep out from their foliage
amid fallen leaves
a mophead hydrangea
shiny yellow flowers of hypericum Hidcote
and the South African osteospermum
and the next day the fog descended and
stayed with us for three days.
Millie and I didn’t stay out for very long and to judge by the dearth
of messages left for her, neither did her friends.