Janey...
The stately oak avenue, two centuries after planting - high above, the patter of rain on the canopy
Helen...
A disruption of malevolent hail, but in between, a shock of pink in the woods as sunlight catches the underside of maple leaves.
Kit...
Driving home westwards in squally rain to a welcome party of flag irises along the shore, a riot of damp yellow hankies
Beverley...
The dog rose is flourishing and grasses in seed are no longer green rather a haze of grey and mauve.
Jane...
Comfrey and green alkanet push the edges of the garden in.
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