But....I must ask my friend Frances why she so looks forward to autumn and see if I can feel less melancholy about it.
The sedum, asters, rudbeckias phlox and helianthus are yet to come, and the spotted foliage of pulmonarias, and pretty shawls of alchemilla, both cut back hard a month or so ago, look fresh and attractive. The tiny apples on malus Golden Hornet have still to turn golden.
The show's not quite over yet - till the fat lady sings!
(What does that mean, exactly?)