It most certainly has arrived, a little early but welcome. I know, but it really is my favourite time of the year. It's that point where everything seems to hold its breath and the waiting for Winter seems almost palpable.
Thanks to Mark & Freyalyn's help whilst they were down last week, DH and #1Son were able to make a serious dent in the attempt to regain the wilderness that had become our garden.
Now, it may not be as pretty at the moment, but it is well on it's way to becoming a space we will be able to enjoy more of.
There is even a path and a bench (the first of many with luck) so that I can move about down there.