I think it's autumn

Everything in the garden is drooping and dripping, damp and dark today. This rose-hip is looking a bit the worse for wear, but at least it's bright.

It's the end of Ambling Camera's Square September, which has been fun and has made me think much more about the format for any particular shot.

But, as T S Eliot said, "..to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from." Onwards.