All taken with the Pentax Q7, the little camera that could and did!
For all practical purposes, our garden has gone completely wild. Other than occasionally pulling out the bindweed and pieces of dead rose-bush, I can’t do much and no one else has energy or interest.
Yet the garden blooms. In no organized way. It looks — is — unstructured. Without design. Natural.
Which oddly, is fine with me.
My daisies appear as energetic as any other flowers, so I feel they have gotten an unfair reputation based on simple rhyming.
Considering the battle my daisies had to fight to survive in our untended garden, I think they deserve a medal for valor!
As the chilly winds of winter are beginning to blow, my toes go into frozen mode. The rest of me isn’t cold, but until the sun comes back, my feet will never be warm. So … what could be more soothing than flowers? From this past summer, my favorite late summer blossom – Black-eyed Susans.
As the summer draws to a close — I can’t believe it’s almost over — it’s time to sing a little homage to the garden’s glorious few months.