The garden growth season continues in the Cumberland cloud forest that I have inherited; the voluptuous Rhododendron flowers have now finished but smaller flowers are attracting bees and other pollinating insects. Untangling many years of neglect is exposing plants that have been strangled and revealing the planting plan of whoever designed this garden at the foot of Skiddaw (931 m.). The birds are even more numerous now there are perches and cover they can use, the field rabbits continue to enjoy the grass. The apple trees I planted back in March have taken fine. And a stupendous sunset at the end of the day.