It takes five minutes for the garden to arrive. When you are out there with your cup of tea or your lunch, your mind, for the first five minutes, continues to huffle along with its indoor thoughts: tasks to do, the upcoming elections, the book you are reading, the state of your life generally. But at the same time you are looking around and the garden world is permeating your brain and then it "arrives" and you feel yourself part of your outdoor place. You notice everything within view and the greenery becomes part of you.
I love variegated leaves on plants and in the fall the entire garden is variegated. There are many gold leaves among the green. The hostas glow golden as do have the leaves of many bushes. A few red leaves show on the high bush cranberry and the peonies. Tiny dots of blue mark the last bachelor buttons. A lone pink cosmos shines against the fence. The spikes of monks hood and delphiniums are brown. But the main colour now is green, dark green grass mixed with autumn leaves.
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