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are into the crescendo of mid-summer and things happen quick and fast - every day a new beginning and a new combination. By September all the glories of the summer are exhausted and having a bit of a lie down - the mood is, well for want of a better expression, a bit

, morning glory, which covers a great expanse of wall outside the kitchen. I like to go out every morning to count the flowers: on a warm day they are all gone by lunchtime. The other is Cobaea scandens, which grows happily out of a pot putting out pretty