Trees I promised, and trees there shall be. I have been jealously hoarding my miser’s pile of gold and copper all month, waiting for a handy moment. The Christmas cakes are in the oven and the last set of advent calendar gifts are wrapped and numbered therefore all current excuses have expired. I have loaded the photos top to bottom running from the beginning of November until about a week ago so you can see the gradual change from green lemon and tangerine to beaten copper and smouldering ember in our usual haunts.
