Welcome. Thanks for visiting. What do you think? Is this Summer's last hurrah? The folks at AccuWeather.com are talking about the possibility of s**w in Minnesota on Saturday. Locally, we're looking at rain, but up north...?
thunbergia © harrington
The flowers in the front yard are challenging the pumpkins (peeking in the lower left corner) for seasonal dominance. The bougainvillea (not pictured today) has thrown a few more blossoms. We may try to find winter homes in the house for some of the tropicals. Wish us luck? The wind is bringing down more and more leaves and they're accumulating in the driveway and on the front stoop. I'm starting to have doubts about this Autumn's color displays, except for the front yard flowers.
dipladenia © harrington
Here's what Thomas McGrath has to say about this wonderfully volatile season.
Beyond the Red River
By Thomas McGrath
The birds have flown their summer skies to the south,
And the flower-money is drying in the banks of bent grass
Which the bumble bee has abandoned. We wait for a winter lion,
Body of ice-crystals and sombrero of dead leaves.
A month ago, from the salt engines of the sea,
A machinery of early storms rolled toward the holiday houses
Where summer still dozed in the pool-side chairs, sipping
An aging whiskey of distances and departures.
Now the long freight of autumn goes smoking out of the land.
My possibles are all packed up, but still I do not leave.
I am happy enough here, where Dakota drifts wild in the universe,
Where the prairie is starting to shake in the surf of the winter dark.
black-eyed susans © harrington
Thanks for listening. Come again when you can. Rants, raves and reflections served here daily. By the way, congrats to the sharp-eyed reader who, yesterday, noticed the poetic license we took labeling a picture of the full moon as a scorching sun.