"Best I love September's yellow,
Morns of dew-strung gossamer,
Thoughtful days without a stir,
Rooky clamours, brazen leaves,
Stubble dotted o'er with sheaves -
More than Spring's bright uncontrol
Suit the Autumn of my soul."
~ Alex. Smith ~
The month of September brings the autumnal equinox on
Tuesday the 22nd - the official date of the new season.
Usually though we think of the first day of September as
being the arrival of Autumn.
The garden is changing rapidly now. After the horrendous rains here on Monday night - we were pounded and flooded with 6 inches - things are looking different.
To top it all off we are now in a heatwave with the heat index temperature reaching 105F yesterday, higher today with as much as 110F of heavy, moist air making any outdoor work or activity not only miserable but very dangerous!
Sadly, no Horse chestnut trees growing here but I do still have one
copper-hued conker brought back from England many years ago!
I like to hold it, roll it in my hand and and reminisce about my
childhood Autumn days.
We spent a little time outside yesterday, early morning, Bob doing storm
damage cleanup, me digging out the amaryllis bulbs and deadheading the
now brown and dry blooms from the hydrangeas.
This is my first try at keeping my winter blooming bulbs through spring and
summer in hopes I can force them back into bloom around the holiday season.
I had planted the 4 large bulbs into the garden in May (see their beautiful
leaves above), and one pleasantly surprised me with a baby!
They now have to remain in a cool place until their re-potting in November.
As cool places are hard to find at present - the potting shed is like an oven -
I've put them in a box and keeping them in the air conditioned house -
just hoping there are no bugs creeping around of course!
Speaking of creeping creatures, while working on the two large hydrangeas
bushes in front of the porch, a sudden movement startled me and Charlie
gecko appeared clinging to a stem. He seems to live in this area of the
garden where I have placed a large shallow dish which I keep filled with
water. . . . initially for the bees but perhaps also a good watering place for
Charlie (who could be Charlene as I did see a very tiny gecko around also
this summer!).
Last, but never least, another visitor was on the porch this morning, drinking from the fountain and peering in the dining room window with the usual sparkle in his/her eye. . . . . . and I'm sure awaiting a tip top acorn season ahead!!!