The fall season officially begins on Tuesday, September 22. Last year we didn’t get a hint of cool weather until later in October, I seem to recall.
Last night I kept waking up cold. I finally dug around in the drawer for a pair of socks.
Socks in September? Well, apparently so.
A Change In The Air:
But there is a definite change in the air. Early in the morning and late in the evening when I go out with Charlie, I feel the difference on my skin.
A coolness suddenly wraps around me as soon as I open the door and the outdoor air greets me.
I guess that means I’d better start thinking where I’m going to store the blue water fountain for the winter.
And get busy snipping on those shaggy plants that have grown to that awkward stage.
Some Plants Are Still Blooming:
Yet it was mere days after I cut back the daisies that buds appeared. Setting atop the stems like tilted hats.
I noticed yesterday that the yellow rose plant has decided to bloom again. Crown-like buds have suddenly appeared.
It seems like just yesterday that I was masking up and making 30 minute appointments at the nursery. Hurrying from one section to another before my allotted time was up.
I remember marveling at the gorgeous red leaves on my Japanese Maple. That today looks tired with many of the leaves crinkly and edged in brown.
I recall sitting at the little dining table and gazing out at its beauty.
My First Real Success With Cucumbers:
Then there was the success of my cucumber plants. Particularly the ones I planted from seed.
That plant gave and gave and gave. Every night I had sliced cucumbers with my evening meal.
They started out like prickly odd-shaped babies. In just a few days it seemed they were miraculously ready to pick and eat.
I gave extras to my daughters, along with peppers and cherry tomatoes.
Missed Out On The Zinnias:
I was going to plant the zinnias Margie sent me. But then Charlie got sick and I was distracted for a week or so. And time got away from me.
Spring. That’s when I’ll plant them. I’ll already have my zinnia seeds ready to plant come spring.
I’ve brought all but one house plant in that spent the summer out on the patio. I ran out of potting soil.
My Next Door Neighbor:
Ervina from next door came over and I gave her several that had grown so lush I had no good place for them.
She has no pets so can put her plants on the floor or anywhere she wants to.
I got her started with house plants and now she’s got a green thumb quite possibly greener than mine.
Are you ready for fall? Ready or not, here it comes.