But I digress.
Riding has given me the opportunity to notice the change that happens in Northern Colorado in mid-August. Suddenly, and I mean, almost from one day to the next, there is a shift, and the shadows in the morning are different. Summer has started to wind down, and I panic.
Not yet!
Instantly, the lackadaisical attitude toward the yard and my growing friends that had crept in during the hot days of July evaporates. I realize my warm days are more precious and far fewer, and the evil first frost that will snuff the life from my tomatoes is mere weeks away. (Snow is forecast in the high country tonight. I kid you not.)
So I spent some time enjoying the yard yesterday.
My, my! Joe Pye!
Just your common Tiger Lilies.
Nasturtiums I grew from seeds. Yes I did!
Chamomile.
A view of the stone bench from the chamomile's perspective.
The flower in the banner is giant blue lobelia.
Ravelympic update:
Sleeves are done!
Waist is done!
Sleeves are attached to dress!
Knitting on bodice has begun with raglan decreases (which are just like toe decreases for socks)!
(She might be knitting faster than the Phelps swims!)
5 comments:
ouch! snow in August and I thought we were in trouble with declining temps in our pool. Hey, it's Colorado ... anything goes. or snows.
hah, my word verification is aumtm whic translates to "autumn" as far as I'm concerned. Weird.
Becky, I forgot to ask what those large pink flowers are in the first photo. I have them too and don't know what they are but the bees sure love them.
Love the photos of the flowers.
Thanks for commenting again. It is so nice to have a regular reader. We will have to meet up someday. I edited my blogpost to include a photo from 1969 from college when we were oh so young, and the link to a photo of the same 4 of us from my blog archive.
The heat has put MY garden in a holding pattern, but my african daisys are doing great finally. Really enjoying your green thumb!
Gorgeous flowers! Autumn is my favorite season, and here in Lima, there are no distinct seasons. What a shame. None of my students and very few of my colleagues can relate to the idea of a frozen winter, or the leaves changing, or even new spring flowers emerging after a long winter.
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