I went digging this morning.
The first sweatshirt day of the season.
I was amazed at the changes in one short week.
Several of the plants went from bright summer loveliness to
fall fading in mere days. It was a
wonderful season for the flowers I tended and I’ve been very pleased with the
appearance of the gardens.
But now it’s time to slowly say goodbye for the year. I cut back the coreopsis which just last week
were still putting out new blooms. The
sunflowers are drying. The cannas are wanting to be lifted. And the purple-leafed plants are going to
seed. All signs of the approaching fall.
I alternated between melancholy and joy today. I will miss my pretties while they sleep,
building strength for next year. But I
know they will be back, lovely as ever.
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