Sweet Pea Autumn

So we're post-summer as well as post-truth and post-democracy, but out in the garden the sweet peas are as scented as ever. First meteorological day of autumn, and here we go into the chaos... sixty days and a handful of minutes, and can you tell I've really only one or two things on my mind nowadays? But for now it's story time as we wind down the day for Ivy. Apparently, we're going on a bear hunt...

... I'm not scared.