A couple of days ago, delightful assistant no.1 and I found ourselves in Perth needing a leg stretch before luncheon.
It was a lovely day and we popped into Branklyn Garden, which is down a little lane off this street in Perth:
The garden closes to visitors at the end of October, but at this time of year the shop is already closed and there’s no-one to take your money or check your membership card (if you’re a member of the National Trust for Scotland you can get in for free).
A sign on the closed shop asked visitors to put the admission fee into a box, but since we had membership cards we just looked at these, waved them about a bit and carried on into the garden.
There weren’t many flowers out but there were some beautifully coloured leaves:
The Japanese maples were the most immediately striking plants in the garden, and some of them looked as if they were aflame:
I crawled inside one of the maples and was very taken with the twisted trunk and branches:
There were a few flowers in the rock garden and an impressive array of greens:
When we’d had our fill of foliage we tootled off to the Macmillan Coffee Shop at Quarrymill (last day of business for the year tomorrow) for lunch.
The trees outside the coffee shop were looking lovely in their autumn leaves:
We both chose cheese and tomato toasties on brown bread, and tea to drink:
Once the savouries had been satisfactorily devoured we turned our attention to the sweet menu.
This is a blackboard I will miss for the next six months, until the coffee shop reopens for business in April:
As is often the case when I’m at this particular establishment, I was unable to pass up the opportunity of a date and cinnamon scone:
Nice, isn’t it? Would you like to see it closer up?
Inside it was soft and fluffy:
Although delicious on its own I was eager to slap on some of the coffee shop’s excellent jam:
My delightful assistant, although inordinately fond of a scone herself, is drawn like a magnet to large sponge cakes, particularly when they come with a bit of strawberry and cream:
On our way home we took a detour past Cargill Cemetery, a place I’d been wanting to wander round for some time. I might do a post about it on another occasion but in the meantime here’s a bit of autumn beauty from the graveyard: