The morning light in October is just as delightful as that in September.
A sunny morning throws stems and leaves into sharp relief, and extols the flowers to sing.
The flower heads of Florence fennel bulbs, saturated with dew, glow in shades of lemon and lime.
Rivers of mist in the valley overflow before vanishing without a trace, as the sun climbs higher and explodes the shadows of the hills beyond.
The strong shapes of our Japanese hornbeam saplings’ leaves are highlighted by the soft low light.
And dewdrops line up along the supporting framework for these to-be-pleached hornbeams and glint in the sun.