Down at the farm, there are still loads of fruit and vegetables to pick but the farmer has been out ploughing making precise furrows in the dark, dry soil. I wonder what's going in here?
The Autumn raspberries are just coming on line.
Cabbages are sprouting everywhere, making a blue-green contrast to the other crops.
It's as high as an elephant's eye, but is it the right sort of corn? So sweet and juicy.
A pretty row of daisies, not to be eaten though.
Runner bean wigwams are at their beany best.
Even the beetroots look so tempting.
Good old farm, what would I do without you.