The prickly holly and variegated ivy is laden on my garden wall.. and tho my grass is strewn with golden leaves that’s scattered from the Autumn fall..
Darkness is drawing nigh with our winter season by and by..I feel the rawness of displease blowing from the north easterly breeze
Little bright scarlet red berries shine amongst my holly tree.. offering such a warmth in the cold for me..as the Chaffinches, Blue Tits and my solitary cock
Pheasant with his bronze camouflaged coat betwixt the golden leaves are present
Foraging for all the food that they can unearth whilst the abundance of berries on my trees provide mirth..puffing out their tiny chests as they plodge in my bird bath.. preparing for the turn of the season’s, wintery wrath