Today, the 26th of November, we woke to the first autumn frost, though by the time I was dressed and out in the garden, it was melting fast. Not a cloud to be seen. There was a moment, too, when the sky was a perfect shade of lavender. Who knew it could do that in Much Wenlock! The last time I saw such as sky I was at Hunter’s Lodge in Makindu, Kenya. Nor was it only the atmosphere making earth magic. Over the fence in the guerrilla garden the crab apple tree was also emitting its own extraordinary radiance: each miniature apple aglow, if slightly tearful. In fact before posting the first photo I had to desaturate it a touch. Even so, it’s still a glow worth popping in your heart or head space to light up gloomy days.