Website of poet Elizabeth Rimmer

The Week of the Indian Summer

For the last few days, the nights have been cold and frosty, and the days bright, clear and warm. The work on the roof has gone without a hitch, and it should be finished today. It’s been lovely. The flowers are doing their final fling.

The leaves are turning. We haven’t had too many blueberries, and what there was, the blackbirds will surely steal, but what we get is this fantastic colour.

I’m really thrilled with this, however. The wet summer has provided me with the ideal conditions for this cranberry – well, bog, to be honest!

And this is what I got this morning! Not much, I admit, but maybe next year—






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