Reflecting on what I learn, including the stuff that's whack--
The end of summer is my aboslute favoirte time of the year. Here in the midwest it's sunsets over cornfields and soybean fields turned to gold, a cool breeze at night blowing the curtains, and moths dancing in the porch light. Sure, there's some sadness at summer's close, but doesn't everything beautiful contain a little sadness?
I've often thought the same. And a sign that fall is just around the corner!
Dear Christopher,Everything beautiful DOES have a touch of sadness in it. I hope you enjoy the season to the fullest.Sincerely,Ann T.
Dear Momma Fargo,And you would know about the plants, too! I am looking forward to cooler weather--but not shorter daylight!Thanks for writing in!Ann T.
Ann:Those poor empty "buds"...I wish we could just call up Mother Nature and say:"Could I please have THESE refilled ASAP?"A star remains...as a guidepost for hope in next year's blooms.(good eye there)I still miss them, though.
Dear Bob,With the garden that you have, I think it must be especially hard to let the blooms go. All that you have is very beautiful--and so well cared for. Hopefully we will get some spectacular foliage to rivet us for a little while.I miss the hyacinths, too.Ann
Year round flowers here. When you need to see some....come on down! lol muahs.
Dear peedee,I plan to take you up on it! Muahs back,Ann
Thanks, Meleah!Ann T.
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