I know this blog is officially finished...but yesterday's glorious weather prompted an excursion to the northernmost part of Manhattan. The pictures have an oddly fuzzy look since I managed to inadvertently turn the knob to some 'artsy' setting. However you will get the genreal effect...
Fort Tryon Park, high above the Hudson, has lovely herbaceous borders.
And masses of the autumn anemone-like plant whose name I have managed to mislay...
Not to mention hydrangeas.
At the Cloisters the salvia blazes, the Thomas Tallis Motet soars in the background
and a few first yellow leaves fall.
This is the nearest thing to Europe on the island of Manhattan.
Bliss.