There is a first frenzy here in North Carolina before fall.
The first one involves moving plants around in the gardens.
The ones that are crowded must be separated.
The ones that are unhappy must be relocated.
This is hot dry work that involves digging holes and amending soil.
Followed by digging, dividing and moving plants.
It’s also time to trim back the overachievers.
Lastly there is a lot of mudding-in of the transplants to ensure the roots make good contact with the new soil.
I use a soaker–hose.
This has been my project for weeks now. It has been hot and dusty, but not any more.
We had almost two inches of rain yesterday.
Now there is a cool breeze.
That starts me thinking about fall frenzy number two.
Hauling all the delicate plants into the house and workshop.
Another multifaceted job with much preparation.
Also some potted plants need to be put in the ground.
At least it is cool. At least I can stop watering all my parched plants.
There is something final about fall. Autumn always makes me anxious.
It is an ending. To everything there is a season.
I like to end all this fall preparation with a ritual planting of spring bulbs.
It is my way of showing my faith in spring. Bulbs are my time capsules that I put in the ground as a message to myself.
“See you on the other side.”
I think of them all winter, under the snow, waiting for spring …just like me.
FLOWER
floweralley 
You have your work cut out for you. I have been trying to cut down on potted plants, but it never seems to happen.
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I do not want to count them. I do toss a few out.
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My fall frenzy is clearing out beds of weeds and planting vegetables and redoing containers, Ahhh! Meant to ask, how is your Blue Ginger? Mine looks awful and lost its varigation!
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I re-potted it. It re-rooted. Looks much better. It is getting bigger.
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Mine did get hit by a hurricane, maybe I should give it some time.
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Autumn seems so labour intensive in your climate. I can’t imagine what it must be having most of your precious plants see winter out inside. I do love the hope you place in your bulbs.
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I get a thrill from seeing those little crocus blooms pushing up through the snow. I guess you can tell I hate cold weather. I could not survive up north.
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I know what you mean. It’s the anticipation. Stay warm
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That sums it up perfectly
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Thank you for that compliment.
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