A collection of Buick Reatta cars near Berryville, many with ‘not for sale’ tags on them. I hoped the owner would emerge from his house as I took photos, so I could ask some questions, but no-one came.

Malcolm needs to get down to some serious washing. He turned up with orange paws and belly, plus the side of his face has an orange patch. He’s been digging in the Virginia clay for some reason. He wasn’t amused when I asked him to get cleaned up.

A moonflower, in the front garden, preparing to bloom as dusk falls.

Where we Ladies of Front Royal play our weekly trivia quiz, the tables decorated for autumn, and Stanley parked in the background.

Bits and pieces peeking out through the leaves in one of the raised beds in the back garden.

The Halloween decorations get scarier each year. The clown from IT was a little too lifelike for me, I couldn’t get close to it.

One iris bed dug up, weeds removed, irises cleaned up, the bed extended by about 3ft, and irises replanted. I have the smaller bed at the other end of the bank to do next.