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There is something very poignant about this time of summer. Things are wild with growth, and glow in their glory. There will be another resurgence like this around October/November, when it will warm up, and the flowers left will have an earthly glow, just before they die in the first frost. About now, my psyche declares it fall. All my sweet memories come rushing back, even as the leaves fall to the ground in a graceful suicide.
Here are some photos of my modest garden and our plants, native to the yard if not our area.
