Well, the heat wave finally ended. The rain arrived yesterday and with it, wind. Everything got a soaking – no need to water the garden yesterday, nor today. Hurrah for that! Leaves have been blasted from the trees and I have been out today gazing at the leaf litter that carpets the ground.
And, I’m scratching my head and thinking: this is July (by a couple of days, but still July) and the ground looks like Autumn. This shouldn’t be happening, not in July. The leaves are dying. They have been fried, burnt, starved of water, and they have given up. And here they lie in a scene that would easily suggest late October. The world’s gone mad.
In our back garden we have what we call a Cabbage Palm (that may be incorrect), and that too has been buffeted and has shed a bucket full of leaves – or spears as my wife calls them. It needed to, actually. I picked up over 150 of them. And thought – worth a picture.