the quinces keep falling off, even now
hydrangea blossoms, lovely even under the snow
the last mums
echinacea dry seedheads, they say birds love them
though i don't know how they can manage to pick the seeds
my little fir tree, barely 20 cm high, they say one needs patience as a gardener :)
rose hips from wild roses
all night visitors come and go, many cats but we spotted one or two dogs too, they find ways to come across the fence :)
