Winter Is On The Way

I spent Sunday at home, tending to the wood fire in the kitchen stove, stirring the soup on the stove and enjoying the smell of freshly baking bread in the breadmaker.
All that and listening to the rain on the roof, and the rainwater tank overflowing.

There was very little happening in the garden for me, but it seems like there of plenty of action going on there.

The little broad bean plants seem to have grown a couple centimetres overnight, the peas have started to cling onto their framework by their tendrils and everything looks damp and clean.