There’s a certain drama to the garden in late summer. It’s almost as if plants know they haven’t much time left to soak up sun and rain. The light is more intense and the plants more hardy.
The leaves that have made it this far and the blooms still hanging on after their color is gone have a certain character about them. A last hurrah before the New England frost shuts them down for another season. Time to hibernate.
Thoughts begin to turn indoors once again. And new pillow images. This is a new hosta I’m testing… What do you think? I’m crazy about the raspberry flowers that are generously lending colorful decoration to their hosta neighbor.