Crikey! How could we forget the deckchairs?
Ever prepared for (most) eventualities, we had stand-by sit-down apparatus to hand
so we precariously perched
catching up
contemplating
reflecting
taking in our views
(her view and my view)
and a preamble
(about the magnificence of moss – coming into it’s own as the majority of flora around and about wanes)
before ambling through anyone’s garden
it’s October
and the effects of summer are fast fading
autumn, and the glory that brings, is stepping up
that said, a few blooms, as well as bees, linger in the languishing light
asters n common carder bumble bees
and a few yellow hawkbits in bud
The demise of some heralds the uprise of others
mushrooms and toadstools
No picking
No identifying
Just looking
And photographing
Without moving anything –
many of the mushrooms are bursting through moss
and the mosses are slowly blanketing non degradable detritus discarded by humans
steadily concealing their presence from sight
anyone’s garden has a lot of features
left by people
or even
brought by people
like the mattresses
(we have discovered how they arrived here. Ironically, artists transported them, on a shopping trolley, in the rain, from another brownfield, to this one)
but we have no idea who’s moving them around anyone’s garden
or why –
but moving they are
human interaction in anyone’s garden
it’s most definitely occurring.
Likewise, it would appear that quadrupeds forage amongst the flora
A squirrel has emerged – in parts
And the rat
found dead in August
a heap of cleaned bones