The bramble is creeping back, the rowan is scarlet and mushrooms and puffballs are popping up
The end of summer at the Danish summerhouse, banking on the bank holiday. June’s painted lady butterflies have been replaced by brighter red admirals flitting around the apple trees while the wasps swarm fallen fruit.
We made an early decision here to be sensitive to the environment: apples and pears are old Danish varieties, other trees we have planted are native to the area. The same that grow wild everywhere. We are not looking to make our presence much felt. The larches are taller than when we were last here, the firs and pines, too. The beech has filled the gaps between us and the neighbours. The oak leaves rustle in the sea breeze. The fresh green is gone.
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