Wood Blewits found on my early morning walk, Seen from above their russet caps do a very good imitation of a fallen oak or beech leaf, but their beautiful violet blue gills mark them out as very special. Even their scent is intensely lavenderish.
Snatched from the teeth of the storm (Barney) I picked the last few flowers in my garden before they succumbed to the imminent frost. This is definitely the end of Autumn, so these colours I'll hold in my mind to keep me going for months to come.
A rare sunny moment in November is to be seized upon! Today I planted some more spring bulbs; tiny crocuses (not those big bruisers which seem to have flooded the market), fragrant narcissi, iris reticulata, and as a treat some Snake's head fritillaries. Some to line the path to the orchard and some for under the fruit trees to coincide with fruit blossom (I hope).
I have a small worry that in doing so I have laid out some nourishing morsels for the hedgehog who regularly wanders that way.
After days and days of dull foggy weather finding a solitary spindle tree full of bright orange seeds in their cerise cases encouraged me to sow a few. It seems as though they are sticklers for the right conditions to break the dormancy, but it is worth a try.