Nature teaches that change is a constant.
I am back, and confined indoors due to rain. A months worth of rain fell in 24 hours yesterday, it has been nonstop rain for over a day, and it continues. Even my outdoor cat Pebbles, who rarely comes inside, sits on the inside of the cat flap, depressed and curled up into a ball. I cannot remember a day like this, that has rained nonstop all day. The garden plants love it, you can near hear them drinking up the water from heaven; the snails and slugs also enjoy this new changing climate in Britain.
I have been here for nearly a cycle of a year, and it has been amazing to watch the changes of nature in my garden through an entire cycle. Before my eyes I see the land falling slowly into a sleep, the darkness closes in, the temperatures are falling. It seems winters in Colchester attracts rain rather than snow, but the temperatures are mostly above zero Celsius. The birds (apart from pigeons, magpies and corvids) all have abandoned my garden in favour of the autumn harvest in the countryside. I have not seen Amber our garden fox in weeks, neither by day or night. In nature you learn fast that nothing is permanent, everything changes.