"In the garden I tend to drop my thoughts here and there. To the flowers I whisper the
secrets I keep and the hopes I breathe. I know they are there to eavesdrop for the angels."
- Dodinsky -
Guess what I was doing yesterday afternoon?
I tell you, it's the saddest time of the year when it comes to the garden. Save for a few autumn bloomers that are in their glory, everything else is dying back.
This season is always bittersweet for me, but this year it's more so. Not only am I saying goodbye to the garden because winter is approaching, I'm also saying goodbye to the garden because this is the last autumn we will share together.
Next October we'll be living in another home and I'll never pamper and cherish all my garden babies, many of which have been around for years. And many of which were so tiny when I first planted them, they could barely stand on their own. And have since matured into big, bold and beautiful specimens.
I will miss all of these little miracles that brought me years of joy when we move from here. It is indeed a very bittersweet autumn.
Have a lovely day, everyone.