Signs of Fall

Thursday, August 10, 2006
The garden is showing clear signs of cooler days ahead. My favorite season of the year -- Fall -- is well on its way.


I see the signs on the sedum plant and on the Sweet Autumn clematis. Both of these plants are pregnant with buds. And the obedient plant, or False Dragonhead as it's sometimes called, has popped its first pink flower.

Fall is my favorite time of year in the garden -- even more so than spring. I think it's partly because it's just more comfortable to be in the garden after a long hot summer, and also because I really enjoy the last burst of color before we revert to the dull taupes and grays of a long, often snowless, D.C. winter.

The garden revives itself again in the fall. It's as if it's taking one last, life-absorbing deep breath, preparing to hunker down for hibernation. This is when some of my flowers end their struggle with the summer heat and bloom at their best. Calendula, one of my favorites, is among them.

The fall season in general has a way of enlivening all my senses. From the showy trees that give one last "hurrah" with their brilliantly-colored leaves, to the rhythmic swishing of the fallen leaves beneath my feet on the sidewalk. From the tart-crisp crunch of the season's new apple, to the warming comfort of a homemade butternut squash soup. A favorite cozy sweater pulled from the back reaches of the closet. A squirrel's chatter as it scurries for acorns. Cool nights serenaded by a lone cricket's chirp. The scent of woodsmoke from a glowing fire. Clear skies that call us to marvel at the stars again.

I love fall.

2 Comments:

Blogger Pattie said...

Fall in the garden is, to me, analogous to a Year in Review special section of the newspaper! Last winter's kale, which held on so heroically through the summer heat, sprouts new growth and smiles again. The last of the tomatoes burst with flavor. Cool-loving herbs perk up, the return of the spring crops of lettuce, spinach and brassicas is always exciting, and yes, those gorgeous calendulas explode. I stand in the glorious light of fall, so much more golden and soft than the high contrast light of summer, feel the gentle breezes and hear distant laughter of children home from school, and know that it all works out in the end. It all works out.

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