I've been getting my inner-Vancouverite on. I wear thin t-shirts under chic, all-purpose rain-garments, as it spits rain constantly (and deluges occasionally). There's no need of gloves, hats or scarves - but the umbrella is on high-alert. Gotta say, grey is infinitely more becoming with mountains and an ocean in the background. Somehow graffiti on industrial buildings doesn't do it justice.
We will most definitely have a "green" Xmas - and by "green", I mean brown. Defoliated tree branches and fallen leaves, as yet unmulched or covered by snow, dictate the colour scheme along with that dreary kind of grey you see in northern coasts.
So let's find a bit of cheer in flower-arranging:
|Gotta love candy-striped mums!|
I will happily take a long autumn for winter this year, but it can't change its mind in February or our plants are fucked.