“I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion.” ~ Henry David Thoreau
It all started on the afternoon of All Hallows Eve as I enjoyed a wander through the garden in the autumn sunshine and stopping to tidy up some withered flowers – I noticed a small poster pinned to the trunk of the plum tree.

And as I approached the old pear tree and could see something swaying in the light breeze, I crouched down to take a closer look and there was another poster!

I’d only taken a few footsteps more before I could see a cluster of tiny leaflets in the grass and hearing a familiar rustle of leaves near an abandoned old wooden stool, I tip-toed towards the large bush near the rickety fence…





