It’s fall and I’ve been feeling badly about neglecting my garden this year. Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was the intense work going on in the studio. I hardly got out there at all. Weeds grew to a massive height. Grass pushed the boundaries, establishing dominance over the garden borders. Stray morning glories wound their way tightly around phlox and roses, intertwining their fates for the season. When I saw my peonies covered in powdery mildew, I wanted to go back inside.
Instead. I looked a little closer. Here’s what I saw.
The beauty of life always and always finds a way and that always and always gives me hope.
Isnt that the truth Jamie?! There is always beauty – sometimes one just has to look a little harder to find it. Gardens teach us so much. And no matter what, there will always be next Spring and we can start again :)
What a gorgeous post Jamie!
I spy cat eyes watching you in the garden. :)
Shades of pink soften the landscape. I’m glad you took your camera out there now.
gardens are very forgiving of neglect. there is usually something that survives and is a new beginning to the next part of the gardening journey xoxox susanJOY