I always think of the gloaming as a place (like a glen, a clearing in the glen, as in "they went into the gloaming and were lost") until I remember it's a time--it's just twilight, that strange gloomy time.
Here's Max, my big goofball, my KoolAid guy, hanging out with me at the end of a long day when I went in to work and took meetings (office plants are watered and doing fine) and also weeded and trimmed in the secret garden. It looks lush now although the only color deer will consistently allow us are spikes, dragon's breath, and geraniums, there are some roses and white phlox in there too.
I went into the plant section when I stopped for groceries earlier, and the attendant tipped me off to a giant sale coming next week. Will I be brave enough to replace some perennials then? We shall see. Also mums are in the store already and I'm not ready for that.
Pic: Max in the gloaming.
6 comments:
I am ready for mums! And meetings! ALL of it
I hate it when the deer get into our garden. Hasn't happened yet this year but I keep finding gates that should be closed open, so it may be a matter of time.
Puppy still looks small.
I don't understand the mums thing...do you plant them in fall?
The secret garden! Sometimes I wish for a secret garden and then realize that it would just be more yardwork. LOL.
Sarah
I did not expect to hear you say that, Sarah!
Steph
May your deer-free respite last the rest of the year, Steph.
Gillian
I should get a picture of Max with Huckie--he's huge at least in comparison.
Nicole
yes... I guess I think of them as Fall flowers.Y
NGS--LOL. Gardens will take all the time you can put into them, right? Mine is very bare bones and low maintenance. Someday...
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