Weather

It has up until late been a fantastic Autumn. Warm days with not much rain, sun illuminating the reds and oranges in the branches of the many gardens I visit each week. Then on Saturday the rain came, torrential making a simple trip to the shed like an SAS training course. 
But I like the British weather, constantly changing and surprising it wakens the senses and somehow makes one feel more alive. 

In the deep midwinter my team and I have often been so cold it’s been difficult to hold a pair of loppers, when working on the many pruning jobs we carry out for clients at that time of year. However, this struggle is somehow bond up in the pleasure we get when the sappy branches spring into life and the season starts anew. 

The weather no matter what it throws at me is part of gardening and my love of it stems from there.