Saying goodbye to August is something I look forward to every year.
If you live in the South you probably understand.
September is welcomed and with that I long for crisper days.
My garden is on it's own.
This time of year it's neglected. Weeds get to have their way...
My flower beds look sad.
The salvia was long and spilling out of it's borders ...
it looked unhealthy like it needed a fresh cut to trim away split ends.
I got the nerve to do it yesterday since a fellow gardengirl told me she
thought it could take it. The pile of hair lays waiting for a rake to pick
it all up and toss in the compost pile. The hot afternoon
kept me from finishing the job.
Purple coneflowers are spent and dried so black prickly beautiful.
A friend wants some seed so soon an envelope of it will head to
I love sharing seed.
To plant a tiny dried seed and watch it grow into a
lovely bloom is so satisfying and sharing
it's splendor is good for this soul.
The tomato vines are loaded still with juliets and even the chickens
seem to be tired of the over ripe abundance.
I sliced up a few and made a creamy salad with the last cucumber.
The skins were hard and most were scraped back into the garbage bowl after dinner.
The end of it all is done except for saving more seed and
Volunteer morning glories are climbing every hoe, shovel, and shrub it can find.
Morning chores are prettier because of them.
Dragonflies are everywhere.
This one found me in the garden and rested awhile right here and also
on my Mommas peony bed.
I don't think so.
Thumbing through the last of August pages... I felt heavy hearted.
I try to document what is happening in the world and I can't help but feel
the heart ache. It has often kept me awake at night. I think of those left behind the most and I don't understand.
I write it all. The highs and the lows and the life in between.
There are goals I've not accomplished. Things left unfinished and I'm not where I want to be.
Wisdom from my friend: Lea we all have some thing.
She knows my struggles.
Well; some of them.
My wod friend chose the word endurance today.
As I turned the page in my calendar and
started anew... this verse came to mind.
I leave it here with you.
Until we meet again