Taking advantage of a few days’ leave from work, I managed to squeeze in a visit to Dyffryn Gardens on a beautiful sunny afternoon.
These gardens are almost starting to become a regular haunt, with most opportunities to squeeze in a visit quickly seized, though I haven’t visited in September before. While the ornamental borders were mostly beginning to go over, there were some stars still shining on.
But it was the trees that really stole the show – and my breath. On the cusp of falling towards autumn, the first Acer leaves were beginning to turn.
Elsewhere, woodland vistas and the contrasts between light and shadow on this early September afternoon were particularly striking.
On a weekday, the gardens were quieter than I have ever known them; a deep hush settled through much of the Arboretum when footsteps paused. What a splendid afternoon, and what an escape…