For two years now I have been following this quince tree, praising it, criticising it and generally alternating between hopeful optimism and bemoaning the lack of quinces. At this time of year I pause and admire the sheer beauty of its leaves. The red veining that becomes apparent as the colour drains from the foliage.
I feed the tree with liquid seaweed and in very dry months it will get the odd bucket of water. This autumn though I have given it a little prune. It is not a big tree but I have opened up the centre of the tree more to allow Monty's imaginary pigeons to fly through more easily.
Thanks as ever to Squirrelbasket for hosting this meme - more trees can be found here