After some unseasonably mild weather, we have had a couple of frosty mornings. This always makes the garden look prettier.
It does seem that my poor apple tree has a case of coral spot. This is a fungal infection caused by the pathogen, Nectria cinnabarina. Apparently it is a sign that the poor tree is already ailing. I fear that neglect followed by amateur pruning has brought it to this sorry state.
Last night the frost rime was even thicker. The cobweb draped frosty seed head of the golden rod looked like something Miss Haversham might have in a vase.
The fallen leaves looked like the Ghosts of Autumn Past.
The holly and laurel berries were given a wintry sugar frosting.
Who doesn’t love a frosty log covered with ivy?
The rose hips were looking good too.
The orb weaving spiders always give good value in a frost, or…
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