I hope this cool Monday morning is a sign of things to come.
There seems to be a collective sigh from the garden.
This summer has been a struggle.
I have constantly pruned and watered in an effort keep things alive.
The stress has shown in yellowed leaves, fragile stems and smaller and fewer flowers.
The tide seems to have turned this morning.
A light rain has plumped up the plants and made them glisten.
My favorite dahlia, Thomas A. Edison has decided to stand up and bloom at last.
Let’s hope that we all can thrive for a bit in this cool.
Except for the weeds. They will be killed as usual.