The Presence of Light

Hawthorn Berries by ahisgett

In the season of early November the presence of light is so intense you could touch it. Nature still glows with colour – the red berries of the hawthorn are a thousand beads brocaded onto a coat of branches. The sloe berries, tempting as fat blueberries, sprout along the razor-straight and thorny blackthorn hedgerows in the wild landscape, and fushia, a bit foolish but still pretty in pink, dangles its petals like jewels belying the season that’s upon us.

As a gardener I have trained myself to see beyond the dazzle of summer blossoms into the cycle of the seasons themselves.

Each crops its own magic.