I don’t know why I get so surprised every year. Overnight, we go from 105+ to 70 degrees. Green turns brown. Breezes turn to gusts. Puffy clouds turn forboding. Some plants love the change, some struggle.
We planted new babies about 10 days ago. Some old favorites are eeking out their harvest, some plants have snapped back and are thriving. Planting a fall garden. If that isn’t an expression of confidence and hope, I don’t know what is.
My favorite part of the garden is the fire pit. Bob comes home from work and we snuggle on the patio, enjoying a glass of wine (or beer – for him).
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Your arugula looks delish, and everything else looks so lovely too.
I love fire.
Comment by Piglet, MPH — October 22, 2009 @ 5:42 pm |