Oct 13 2008
To Everything There Is a Season…
It’s fall here in New England. I know, that’s not exactly news, but I struggle to enjoy it, even when the weather is lovely like it is currently. We’re in the midst of a truly amazing Indian Summer and I want to get out and soak up the sun and the warmth while I can.
The problem is, I don’t really have any gardening to do. My veggie garden is all put away, most of my annuals are dead from the light frosts we’ve had from time-to-time, there is nothing to plant and little to weed.
Few things are blooming, so even the joy I feel in observing is diminished.
Today, though, I went on a treasure hunt. And a found some remarkably gorgeous sights.A lone dahlia in my flower pots, still struggling to survive.
My gaillardia, still blooming – one of my favorite perennials, because it does bloom nearly all summer, much like an annual.
A clump of wildflowers:
And all the different chrysanthemums:
The last thistle blossom, with a tenacious bumble bee gathering the final bit of nectar:
So, although it’s the dusk of the year, and things are slowly going to sleep, there is still beauty to be found.
I just have to look a little closer.
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