Last year’s runner beans proving that, given the right conditions, the dormant roots will survive to sprout again the next year. The right conditions in this case being a mild winter and a gardener who didn’t get round to clearing the old plants away in the autumn.
It’s always a pleasure to see a plant establishing a root-hold in an unexpected place.
Archimedes lives five or six doors away and sometimes visits my garden. If Polly catches him on her territory there’s usually a punch up. Yesterday evening he sat quietly in the overgrown back alley while Pol glowered at him from our gate and I took his photo.
A moody grey storm cloud, some bright young leaves and a shaft of sunshine. Nature’s lighting is always the best.
My outdoor exercise is often limited to a walk round the block and, although I’m grateful that I can get out, I do get bit bored with the same old sights. And then I get lucky and catch the sun lighting up the fresh young leaves on a dipping branch of the copper beech. There are always new sights to see, if you take the time to notice them.
Plundering my print archive again.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
Battered and soon to be swept away as rubbish, but still a bright, eye-snagging sight in a dreary car-park this morning.