It's September already. How did this happen? That means that Christmas is just around the corner! Yikes!
The new grandson requires his own stocking, so I am (now) hard at work on providing a suitable receptacle for his surprises from Santa. His big sister got the one with the mouse. Reid is getting the squirrel. There will be much beading. I'm having fun with this.
I would be able to tell that autumn was fast approaching by just looking at the hydrangeas. They have their faded colors on now, their beautiful "I'm almost ready to leave" colors. I have been falling more in love with hydrangeas every year. That makes me officially old, I guess, but oh, well!
My pots out on the deck are lush and full. Quite lovely, this year, they are. But soon...ah, soon I'll have to pull out all the summer plants and get them ready for winter. I'll plant daffodils and tulips and other little bulbs, cover their tops with a sheet of moss (sourced from my own trees at the cabin) and bid them adieu until spring.
I'll miss my beautiful pots of glorious color. And my little blue table and chairs that are in the shady part of the garden out back---I love to sit there and have an iced tea and enjoy the bird song and the peace. And the summer heat. Alas, that's fast disappearing, too.