Finally access to my computer after a few days of thechnological problems abstinence.
The temptation to give it all up is strong. But Helas my intellectual activities are few and far between due to my dementia: no reading possible and no social group activities. My blog is the only thing that gives me a feeling of being somebody.
Another sunny day. I cannot stop myself from watching the garden from the kitchen window. I have been doing this in the last few days amazed by the richness of the colours of our plants. I cannot remember ever seeing these changes and this profusion of shades. Did I see this last year, the year before? Was the Magnolia tree so big and so beautifully changing warm shades subtly every day? Was my favourite baby Mulberry so green yellow when I bought it a long time ago to remind me of our Beirut garden?
Two very bright red flowers visit frorm the nextdoor fence and the other more boring plants try to keep up with this sunny autumn…. Two very ancient trees grow in the next gardens on the other side of our fence. The one opposite our house is still very green not shedding any leaves. The next opposite our neibourgh’s on the right is nearly devoid of any leaves. This morning our lawn is full of the dead leaves from the oak tree.
The varied shades of yellow fascinate me – so many of them. How come I do not remember if not the actual colours at least the delight they produced? I consult the computer. Yes every November year after year I took photos of the beautiful autumn changes…. in Kew.
In the front entry of the house, the Japanese apple trees are finally denuded of all leaves. Am I glad to be spared the daily sweeping of the dead leaves from the front path….
Yes it is wonderful to relish again thanks to my dementia the wonders of nature.