I really didn’t intend to do another garden post this year. Usually September marks the end of my garden’s growing season. The long hot summer takes it’s toll on all the plants, the flowers go to seed, powdery mildew sets in, my diligence with pest control tapers off, until it becomes abundantly clear that the garden has given it’s all.
But not this year. This little garden just keeps on giving. The cosmos that spent the entire summer looking like nothing more than huge green bushes, have suddenly burst with color. They have taken over the garden patch. I love their wild, carefree look. I love how delicate their petals look at sundown.
All summer the amaranth was a washed out pink and the leaves were a bright spring green. This last month they have turned a deep, striking fuchsia color. The vein patterns in the leaves are suddenly so distinct, and the very tips of the leaves are edged in a soft pink color. Amazing what cool nights and a few bursts of rain can do for a garden.
These dahlias are another flower that have been transformed by the cooler temperatures. The once bright pink petals have turned to a deep (at times almost black) color. It looks so striking next to all the other flowers.
The rows of sunflowers, amaranth, and orange cosmos that I pulled out at the end of August have reseeded themselves. They are mingling together in the prettiest, most random way. I’ve never had so many flower options so late in the season. It really has been fun to watch the garden transform and take on a personality of it’s own. The birds are loving this small haven. I’m not much of a bird watcher, but I can’t help but feel fond of all the sparrows, swallows, and finches that seem to be as pleased with my garden as I am.
The last of the pumpkin crop I get to keep! So I’ve piled them up on all the porches and steps. They look so cheerful sitting there. I’m hoping to harvest some seeds from the remainder of the pumpkins, just trying to cut down our pumpkin seed costs for next year’s patch.