Three days at The Acres. What to do? What to do? Pardon? School
work? Oh, yeah, lots of school work. For sure. Huh. Today, began
with an early morning walk. An iris has re-bloomed--white one. (Thanks
Chloe) Many things have begun their hunkering down for next year's
show. The phlox is still everywhere beautiful and filling the air with
its fragrance. Coneflowers are still at it as well. And the
lobelia--blue enough to be purple. Still tons of hibiscus as well--particularly
the deep pink and red ones. Obedient plants as well. The major player
in the wild area this time of year is the golden rod. It's a sea of
yellow out there. A few white aster have begun to decorate the edges,
and the purple and pink New England asters should be presenting their
islands of color in the midst of the yellow sea before long. The
gladiola are everywhere as well. Brilliant colors. Even the whites are
colorful. And, of course, the annuals in the planters have matured.
Wave petunia have turned one bed purple--an eight by eight purple ocean
with multiple glads, orange gazania, red royal catchfly, and tall pink
to wine cosmos rising from the "ocean" to garner some attention of their
own. Yes, The Acres are still a thing of beauty as we meander into
September.
For "work" today I mowed the back--usually it's Feeding
the Swallows, but they appear to have headed South already. Alas. I
still enjoyed the serenity. Yes, riding a lawn mower for a couple of
hours under a blue sky, white clouds, and with a gentle country breeze
can indeed be serene. I also planted a few things, moved a few things,
and took note of some other jobs I probably won't do. One very small
bed left to build--that I will do. And throw bricks at the muskrat.
And pray for the success of the huge grey and white cat that has been
chipmunk hunting around the patio the last week or so. Happy hunting
and gathering my feline friend.
All in all, I intend to enjoy every moment of my three days of the Acres--after I do my school work, of course.
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