August 20th, 2009
The days are hot and sultry, - typically August. It is hard on the garden and the beautiful white phlox is looking tired and bedraggled, - even disheveled.
There is a faint and delicate flush of roses, (as opposed to a hearty one) and the Cannas grow more lovely every day.
The first of the asters is in bloom - the bush grows tall and elegant and soon it will be a marvelous purple bar for bees and butterflies. As the sunflowers are for the sweet gold finches that frequent the strip.
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