The garden started out so well this summer, but hasn't really lived up to it early promise. That heavily laden vine has no more than a handful of grapes left. All the rest have shrivelled up, just as most people round about have found too. I won't mention the pear tree (I had a little nut tree, nothing would it bear and all that... )
This last rose of summer may not look spectacular but it has the most wonderful scent.
The geraniums survived and are still flowering well, but didn't really fill out. I do believe there were some petunias somewhere.
But the fig tree in the lane beside us has a wonderful crop. I bet they disappear overnight.