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It was a short walk down the lane here in Normandy — the winds just changed and for the first time of the season, they were coming in from the north pushing a cloud mass that had me hurry to get indoors. Home in France is east/west facing. Braced for the hard slam against the slate and the downpours that will ensue, everything outside is tucked and secured.

First, wood to hand for the fire, ready for the storm, but wait! There are still flowers fresh to pick before they freeze!

Last cut of the season, small but significant, I grabbed my clippers and headed to the bottom of the garden.

Voila — for you.