Pyracantha Golden Sun Berries

September: it was the most beautiful of words, he'd always felt, evoking orange-flowers, swallows, and regret.
- Alexander Theroux, 1981

I trust in Nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and Autumn garner to the ends of time
- Robert Browning

Just before the death of flowers,
And before they are buried in snow,
There comes a festival season
When nature is all aglow
- Author Unknown

Our Pyracantha is making berries for the birds to feast upon in preparation for winter.

I love this plant. We inherited two, one on each side of our back garden. We have to work really hard to keep them under control but the blackbirds absolutely adore the berries!

They do, however, have extremely lethal sword-like thorns on them. Gary has been assaulted more than once and is not nearly as fond of them as I am. I just like making the birds happy and then there is the colour! Ours is called Golden Sun and is this lovely vibrant shade of yellow. A truly lovely sight on a gloomy winter day.

Blackbirds swoop and dive
Yellow berries dance, beckon
Autumn seduction
Haiku by Robin