Friday, August 2, 2019

In the August garden

It is the second season of the roses, it is a rebloom of glories and pinks and lavenders again... and the garden has dressed itself in sweet petals once again; I supposed, for the last time of the year, although I like to think that I should see another burst at the end of September, before autumn starts to settle in…


I am delighted with what I am seeing, collecting, feeling... happy to live surrounded by roses in my little Paradise. There is nothing more special or magical at the end of a hot summer's day than strolling this small plot of land and feel rooted right there and then.  You can smell the heat coming up from the earth to meet the cooler evening air; magic waft from tree to tree and from rose bush to rose bush... what can I say?  It's hard to believe I'm here, that all I see is mine... to take care of, to plant to sow to enjoy and love...  I am thankful so thankful!

 

...and birds, ah birds!  They seem to be enjoying this wonderful little world where I live, as much as I do, and as  passionately. 


Babies are being born almost every day and you can find their mommas busy searching everywhere for wiggly worms to feed their wee ones...


Every day around 6:00 in the afternoon the large mourning doves couple comes down to drink from the birdbath, they resemble angels gracefully floating down in the music of their wings.  I sit on the rattan chair by the grapevine, and my soul, too, flies away in the beauty surrounding me… from my left then comes the frantic tweets of baby robins being feed by their momma in an interval of 10 to 15 minutes… what a ruckus they make, and how very hungry must they be, and what a lesson of patience, and genuine love from the unrelenting mother…

I love summer, I love to feel the warmth, or the heat of days spent in the garden… the taste of sweet fruits, to watch the butterflies flow, hear the squirrels chatter and the hummingbirds swoon, till evening comes with the summer moon.  So please, summer, stay a while longer. Continue on bringing your long, lazy days. I'll cherish each blue sky and enjoy and love all the roses you can gift…


5 comments:

  1. When we buy our next house you have to advise me on gardening it. I love yours.

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    1. Of course! One thing I can tell you right now is... plant big beautiful trees along your fence, they will gift you not only with precious shade, but also privacy... on the hedge in front of the trees, plant as many perennials as you wish, for a wonderful cottage garden feel...


      Love,

      Cielo

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  2. Some of my perennials and Hostas belonged originally to my Great Grand Mother. They are over 100 years old. Every time I moved, I took pieces of them with me. It brightens my heart to see these "family flowers."

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    1. Oh wow... this is amazing. How special those plants must be... now is your turn to share them down your line of descendants... how special!

      Cielo

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