For a week or so it’s been manifest: we can no longer fake it but must start to rake it.
Summer is certainly gone. It is about time to keep the rakes at hand and carry the garden furniture to the barn for the winter.
Except for the white chairs in the yard. They are of metal coated with enamel and one of the longest-lasting items I’ve ever found at an online auction. I’m afraid I used to be a bit of an addict, practically a pro at searching for fabulous finds for this place.