THESE shortening days have been so wet I have barely touched a trowel. I could hear the rain bouncing off the paving stones last Saturday morning and knew the day meant cleaning the house instead.
But actually, there is every reason to head into the garden on wet days.
It's because everything shines and viewed from under a wax hat, the garden is in its softest, most gentlest state.
It is stilled and with the view obscured by mist, it is as if nothing exists beyond the boundaries of this garden and I like that a lot.
And while it is lovely to have a ponder at things, no real work can be done.
And actually, when the days are closing in, so too is a sense of apathy.
The garden is drawing to a close and so am I, for a while, at least.
So I am picking up some windfalls instead and putting them in my pocket.
Apples and pears have been shaken to the ground in the high winds.
I am salvaging the best before others do, like wasps and slugs and birds.
The molluscs have certainly had their fill.
It is as if my last sowing of little lettuces were grown for them. The soft slow growth is perfect for herbation and is quickly overcome by their collective efforts.
That will be it for outdoor sowings though the greenhouse will be the perfect host for protected plants when I eventually clear out the tomatoes.
I hope the little cavolo nero seedlings will fare better.
I am planning to put these where the sweetcorn have been.
That will be in the next week or so, but so tiny are they that I fear for their ability to withstand the weather.
They won't grow much now, but they will have a head start when the weather warms in spring.
I'm going to protect them with fleece to give them the best chance.
There are so many things I want to do. And it is in this quiet wanderings I have time to think again.
So much time is spent reacting to things, tying in growth which has already grown or pruning out branches already damaged.
It is nice to allow space for opportunities.
I can see this year is dying, but new life will emerge, all I need to do is imagine it.