Welcoming Autumn

Well I had to do something with all that ravishing heather.  

Besides, August - once the height of summer - has slipped soonly into autumn.  Which is fine by me.  ‘Cause autumn is my season.  The comforting, comfortable, colour crazy time of year.  The smoky, misty, toffeed dank time of year.  Abundant and beloved.

So to celebrate - this wreath.  Heather from the purple moors. Rowan berries from the hedgerow.  Rosemary from the garden.

The Spectacular Heather

Everyone’s saying it.  

Never - never ever ever in living memory - has the heather been so spectacular.  So totally magnificent.  So utterly….PURPLE!!!

It was for this very moment that someone, back in the mists of time, invented the word RESPLENDENT.