I love Autumn in my sister's garden. Her garden is beautiful throughout the year, but in fall, it is special. I get a time-out feeling as if time stands still for a few magical moments before the leaves are all gone and the garden falls asleep.
The ornamental vine growing on the house wall changes color as if on fire
A wooden bench by the entrance invites to sit and enjoy the low autumn sun while snacking on fresh picked apples and pears from the garden.
There is a beautiful paper wasp nest under the roof awning, I want one in Myrtle Glen, but all I find are mud wasp nests :/
Oh no, during the night some predator tore into the nest