It’s the final clear up before winter. All the buckets need to go into the shed, all the trowels reclaimed from their border homes. Yes, despite all attempts at order, the borders seem to hold on to some of them for a while. Equally secateurs. I don’t buy expensive ones anymore – is it the roses objecting to being pruned that made the red secateurs hide behind that lovely dark red David Austin rose (‘Munstead Wood’)? Once all is tidyed, it’s time to sit back in the house, grab a book and plan next years garden adventures.