The garden has bursts of summery joy when the sun shines, and it is wonderful. The flowers are even more brilliant in their last days; yesterday a butterly came, and still bumblebees visit. Nerines flower gorgeously, and drifts of cosmos. Taking out the summer crops makes me a little sad, but then when I spread the compost I think of sowing seed for winter salad and I feel better. Betsy loves playing with empty flowerpots, and charging around the garden. In my studio the plant imagery is coming more strongly; the nourishment we receive from them is more evident to me.
