Life is grand?

I am pulled in so many directions lately. It has been a while since I have sat on my front steps in the early a.m. waiting on my friend the hummingbird to zoom into my yard. I miss our brief morning encounter.

I look at my flowers through my front window and they are just a shell of what they use to be. It has begun for me already. The annuals are spent and so am I. The retail stores have all of the fall and winter clothes on display reminding me that soon my perennials will be browning and collapsing for their winter's rest. I have the pictures of spring 07' vividly etched into my memory. What memories. I will forever share them with fellow gardeners.

Listen to me speaking as if it is all over. My floribunda roses will have one last hoo-rah in September and I will smile again. I will sit on my step and remember what use to be and what will be again.

I will start graduate school on Monday. Hopefully higher education will rock. Have I mentioned lately that I love my husband?

If there are any end of summer blues going on out there, hang in there.