Light is precious as autumn gives way to winter. With sunshine and clear skies, today was perfect for planting trees. I’ve put some evergreens in at the top of the field. Partly to remove a future view of the new housing estate on the other side of the tracks. Partly to provide a backdrop for future deciduous trees in the field. Partly because I like conifers. There’s 24 in place now – they seem very vulnerable in the open field but I’m hoping they’ll do OK.
Pinus wallichiana, a wonderful gift, has a great church view and – in the future – beyond.
The hedgerow looking quite wild, in need of weeding – but great, strong growth this year.
Chimneys of Snakesbury and the woodland beyond.
Three newly-planted Acer rubrum; the edge of a future clearing in the future woodland.
The big cherry lost most of its leaves in a single week. Soon to sleep.
Deciduous larch catches fire in the low afternoon light.
Through the hedge.
Classic autumn hues of cotinus and beech.
Recent visits by the heron have depleted the pond but there’s still life in there.
Some very sad news this week. Poppy is no longer with us. She was the most wonderful dog. I planted this Koelreuteria paniculata in her memory. Forever in a field in England.
Autumn colour has reached its ultimate; from here on the colour falls and seeps away into the damp earth. Frosts are starting to knock the more delicate leaves back to earth too. Owl hoots echo through the dark early evenings and into the long nights.
These sedum take on an anaemic look as their colours drain away.A few red berries remain – full of sugar, an attractive autumn snack for birds.The spindle reds go beyond natural, and then they are gone.Cotinus: no smoke but lots of fire.Dogwood leaves drop to reveal their black upright stems.Rowan, red enough to take a position in the field.Prunus ‘Collingwood Ingram’ and liquidambar Pinus radiata: a cone for Christmas.Acer rubrum: nearly lost the lot now but they were incredible.Parrotia persica catching the last of the evening light in the last of its leaves.Rhus glabra ‘Laciniata’ in a delicate moment before final fall.
Soon most of the colour will have gone to ground, the leaves will be away and the low sun won’t really warm the ground. Winter is coming.
Autumn mornings are damp and heavy with dew. Mist flows downhill and gathers in areas where it is obstructed.
The sun rises late these days; usually after we have left for work so we miss how it catches the last of the mist.
The deciduous plants are hanging on to their leaves for now, slowly changing colour every day with some spectacular results.
Autumn is the perfect season for propagation. I’ve been busy splitting perennials, planting seeds and bulbs and doing cuttings. There’s also more than 200 trees to be planted in the next month or so but the shorter days catch me by surprise and it’s dark before I know it. Winter is coming and soon it will be time to rest and plan, but in the meanwhile there’s work to be done.