Autumn in Tasmania is such a blissful season. Even though this year we desperately need rain, the heavy downpour we had a few weeks ago greened up my little garden enough to make it not such a desolate dry space. I think a couple of trees in the lower garden have died and things have certainly been stressed but there is still magic there.
Daylight savings finished last night so we have an extra long day today but the days will draw in quickly now and the time for snuggling near a fire will be here sooner than we think. But for now I am loving being in the garden and am doing my best to get the garden looking its best. That of course involves weeding and hopefully finding some new plants to fill in the empty spaces.
I sometimes despair that I will ever live in a house that feels grown up, I am destined to forever be in a house that feels like a student house, it's me I know, I make it happen, but maybe my garden can be mature and wonderful.