I was more interested in seeing how the gardens have fared.
You can imagine my surprise when I found these flowers out there. The yellow roses have a wonderful perfume almost like honey.
Part of me wanted to leave them to do their own thing, but I gave in to the impulse to pick them so that I could enjoy them for a few days. Can you see the cat paws on the photograph? That's little Miss Pinkerton, she can't resist a camera.
Remember that beautiful dark pink climbing rose which grew up back of the cottage? I was so upset when Max chopped it down. Well, the brilliant news is that it has started to grow again. Fingers crossed that it survives, I know you will love it Poppy.
I am about to spend a couple of hours tidying up my patio pots, cutting the plants back and putting them into the polytunnel for the winter.
One sad piece of news, I had a telephone call yesterday, Apple the little hedgehog has died. So silly to feel sad over one little hoglet, but I do. I know that Elaine at Hedgehog Care worked very hard to save him; she thought he was going to make it but yesterday he lost the fight.
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