October Gardens

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Our eldest granddaughter said on her last visit, "Can we go and see the garden?" They'd helped me plant it, after all, and they wanted to see what was happening there.

"Sure," I said. And the two older ones ran off to the backyard to see how things looked.

They came back and the eldest said, "The plants are dying."

"That's what happens end of the summer."

She thought about it.

"Still some tomatoes though." And there are carrots yet too. I gave them what I had last picked. They each popped one in their mouth, their eyes showing that they enjoyed the flavour.

DSCF1463.JPGA handful of tiny tomatoes that I picked this afternoon

DSCF1462.JPGStill some tiny tomatoes on the plant

DSCF1461.JPGAnd carrots in the ground. I'll get the girls to help me pull those next time they come.

Today I thought it worthwhile to take some pictures of the remaining garden plants that are still alive. The cucumbers and most of the zucchini plants have withered to a few stems here and there. Not so pretty.

DSCF1459.JPGThe morning glories are not so glorious now. There are still a few flowers in the morning. I'll enjoy them until the frost gets the last blooms. I'm beginning to pick the seed pods off to save for next year. Hard brown pods that crinkle under my fingers when I squeeze them. The seeds fall out in my hands, and I package them and give many away to friends and family.

DSCF1449.JPGThe chrysanthemums are quite lovely now and I have them in various colours


Even the flowers have changed. The gaillardia have fewer flowers ...


and the scented geranium leaves are changing to a delightful red.


DSCF1447.JPG The sedum we dug up from my parents' farm last fall has changed colour. The bees are still buzzing around the plants with blooms so I was careful not to disturb them.


The old shrubs we had in the front garden were not doing as well this year. It was time to replace them. Here's one, along with part of my shadow that it's hard to avoid at this time of day.

DSCF1448.JPGI'll soon put away the fairy garden until next spring and my granddaughters and I will collect the pretty stones from the pebble path that my granddaughters helped install in the spring.

Thus the garden blooms and fades, blooms and fades, according to the time of year and the plants' habits. Before long we will have coloured leaves too. Some have only a hint of colour now, but that too will come.

And next spring, we'll start all over again.