while mother nature was most stingy with us around here last july-august-september (no rains at all and only blistering, desicating sun and wind) she has most definitly made up for it this fall we have enjoyed long, mild days and the garden came back luciously as rains returned.
these Korean chrysanthemums, 'Sheffield pink', have been bursting with blooms for at least a month they wait to flower until most else in the garden has begun fading away they even withstand the first frosts but only the newest flowers have withstood the 20-degree nights that have come suddenly and even they look bedraggled in first morning light. new buds recover under warm sunshine and will keep coming until the cold and shortest days tell them to stop and rest until next October.
i captured these on film just before the first real cold arrived.
i have spent a considerable time in a car for work the past couple of days lucky for me the landscape is filled with glorious trees in the full-blown beauty of their autumn dress luckier still i've been the passenger and could look about, gawking, gazing to my heart's content.
every year it is the same fall arrives leaves begin to turn and i think to myself, "lovely" "beautiful" "wonderful". as the show progresses and finally peaks a day finally arrives when i am outside and the light, leaves, air are in perfect balance (it is usually morning, the prevailing winds from the northwest and a pack of puffy clouds are moving across a crystal-blue sky) i stand (or sit) in awe (probably with my mouth gaping open on occasion)
every year it amazes as much as it did the first year i lived within the embrace of these tree covered, glowing hills.
to alter, if not plagarize Madeline L'Engle: i, who live by words, am rendered speechless before such marvels and wonders. the array of colors, patterns... indescribable achingly exquisite. i feel a smile in me most days as this pageant unfolds all around me and out my window ...and i wonder how could i possibly forget that it is thismarvelous every year?