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Now he can come ...

... the winter! Yesterday my husband and my son a real "Men's Day" spent together. They were on a landfill site and have seen heavy equipment,

are themselves parade,

and have "dredged" what it's worth.

Meanwhile, Mama has once again really dedicated her garden. After I had to connect for several weeks due to health reasons in the garden a little shorter, I have the day off men then used in bright sunshine, really, to get the most upcoming winter preparations.

On the terrace, everything was pushed into the dry zones, re-ordered and reasonably good order,

distributed in the garden pot plants have now come together on the wall, where they are somewhat protected.

Our garden furniture I've put together so that they can now be placed in the basement. We could certainly make things even stand outside, nice render them but not really.

The roses are now - as every year - packed again,

and the bird seed house has now found its final place. The birds have come direct flights like crazy, as if they knew even from last winter that we will always be an ample dinner table for them.

self-confidence to the terrace, the feathered friends to pounce on my Herbstdeko :-).

Thus, the garden looked then after a few hours of work:

The last Herbstdeko I still leave out,

but otherwise looks the garden has really made of winter.

The articular flower has thrown only now in her flower dress. I hope the first frost makes the flowers so soon an end.

The leaves of my Hosta I have already cut back because they are always very muddy and they are then very difficult to get away.

My Node Garden has developed in recent months, much to my satisfaction. Unfortunately, I have at present because of the wet weather once again fight too much with the boxwood fungus in my garden. The book node, he has so far been spared, but

the other half of the bed has fully caught:

Not for the faint of heart, right? I have now again sprayed with a fungicide and can only hope that the plants berappeln in spring.

Hope dies last is well known, right?