Summer's Last Twining

Our patio garden is more about sculpture than plants. We have a dry climate, and we tend to be neglectful of flower pots. Whatever greenery there is has to be hardy and tolerant.

September often brings a few showers, and I stepped out this morning after an overnight rain to smell the air. I was surprised by this cheery hollyhock bloom greeting me in the early light. What a gorgeous way to start the day!

A garden nymph resides here too. I don't think I am imagining that she has a melancholy expression on her Picasso-esque face. At times in the year I look out on her in the cold and feel for her.

I think she is meant for contemplation. A catalyst for meditation with her lute in tow. I certainly infuse all manner of characteristics on her. She seems a very good listener.

Today I think she regrets the summer's passing. Noting the silence left by birds who have traveled south. But not all. I had a curious hummingbird linger at my ear for a long time while I took her portrait. . . .

I think he also found her lovely with her single bloom.

A cast off bed makes a lyrical lattice against a wall.

I dragged home this leaning wood lattice already weathered and gray.

A new old chippy lattice adds vertical interest.

An antique tin trunk already too far gone for indoor display has stood out here for years. It helps the mind wander too with all it's locks and latches, and suggestion of faraway places.

There's still time for a few mums and pansies to lay at my garden lady's feet. I hope it may please her just a little. . . .

I hope you're enjoying Summer's last twining!

Ciao! for now!

Jacqueline

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