Looking up from my perch on the front deck.
The Purple Coneflowers are on their way out, while the Black-Eyed Susans are, like me, hanging in there.
Begonias.
I found out that the Grateful Dead did a song called Scarlett Begonias. I considered adding a YouTube of the song, but I just couldn't do it. I don't think that I "get" the Grateful Dead.
Right now, the sun has set, and the crickets are in the seventh verse of their nightly chorus. The daylight is getting obviously shorter each day. I love the summer, but I do have to say that this one has been intense. The unrelenting heat was wearing. The drought keeps trying to drain the life out of the plants. Add to all of that my *ah-hem* advancing age, and you get a woman who is feeling happy to see the first gentle signs of fall arriving.
Unrelenting heat? Drought? I think you and M should have come to England for the summer. Unrelenting rain here!!!
ReplyDeleteAh well, having seen it, I can imagine you sitting on your front porch. xx
Dancing,
ReplyDeleteYes, I think that we should have mixed up the year a little by traveling to the U.K. One part dry and hot, one part wet and cool. It would have been so refreshing to be able to soak up some moisture! (And you could have come and dried out for a spell.)
I don't think that our front yard flower garden was here when you visited. This is only its second summer. You'll have to come back. :-)
Despite your not feeling up to much, the 'seventh verse' made me smile. I don't generally like to sing past two verses of anything in church because it makes me antsy, but I think the crickets would hold my attention longer. So sorry you haven't felt well but very glad to hear from you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, G.G.
ReplyDeleteI'm listening to the crickets again while typing this. They are so soothing, I'll take 50 verses of their song.