Walking Iten's Acres A Fall Guy September 13, 2015

A gorgeous day at The Acres. Fall in the air. Brisk, clouds in motion, dappled sun, fall's flowers dotting the landscape. More and more asters every day as I trek through the wild area. I sat on the Green Throne for a long time today. I'm tempted to spend a night sleeping out there under the stars. The goldfinch are especially busy this time of year in the margins of the meadow. Saw my mink friend again today slipping shyly down one of the paths. The trees are not yet turning, but after last night's lovely rain, they have to be thinking about it. The Ancient Maple may have a tinge of red on its upper branches. A new area of white phlox appeared yesterday behind the house. And there is a new purple flower in one of the beds upfront. I have no idea what it is--except for exquisite. Even the leaves are unique. My Gardening Angels are staying busy. I am still waiting for more and more of the asters--white, purple, and pink. They are coming, slowly but surely in the best use of the old cliche. I am also holding out hope for one last Rose of Sharon. It's the one--if you're familiar with the saga of The Acres--that I mowed down four or so years in a row, but each time it recovered. Yet, it has never bloomed--but this year it has buds!! I brought it here from Mom and Pop's so I'm hoping it will do its duty--add to the memories of "imported" beauties. I am also anticipating a plethora of fall crocus. They are probably a couple weeks away--lilac, pink, white, yellow. Always a pleasant surprise. One day nothing--next day loveliness. The roses re-bloom this time of year as well. Mom and Pop's white one has already started and a wild red and white striped one as well. And soon the leaves will paint their collage against the blue-gray autumn sky. Autumn--phase three in the glories of The Acres. I love being a fall guy.