" Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability."
- Sam Keen
But only in the afternoon, - in the morning we deadhead and collect errant weeds that grow in the shade under blooming plants. The compost heap grows by leaps and bounds.
"Blessed be the Lord for the beauty of summer and spring, for the air, the water, the verdure, and the song of birds."
- Carl von Linnaeus
Some purple nicotinia in a pot
the seeds of the fragrant white that I planted did not deign to come up - not this year, anyway....
Courting visitors on the old blue bird feeder
The daylilies grew well in their new spot at the end of the house
Early chrysathemums take the place of the lavender daisy
Just one lone lovely stalk of bells rising above the broad leaves of the agapanthus (I think)
The double shasta daisies come and go, so quickly. They require constant deadheading, but I find when I do the promise of new buds further down along the stem.
The small blue clematis that winds around the willow tree it came with
The perennial sweet peas grow ever fuller and taller, - beautifully delicate,
and dear because of the memories they bring.
The first sunflowers that have come unbidden, - but what would the garden be like without them.
A lovely summer moon rises early in the evening, bidding the sun begone.
and beckons one out to enjoy the cool of the evening
We are now up-to-date! It is the 26th of July and I will post again at the end of the month.
The beauty of the perennials is so transient, - here today, gone tomorrow.
It is necessary to be very aware, - to spend time in the garden with open eyes and an open heart.
To say farewell to the bloom that fades, and anticipate the bud that swells with promise.