Autumn is Whispering

It seems that summer has only just arrived in Whitehorse, but Autumn is already whispering to us: “…here I come: in the newly dark night, in the sun warm on your back and the wind crisp in your face, in the last of the blooming roses, the sweetness of raspberries and the first turning of gold, I am coming.”

End of summer in my garden:
















And here is Sammy, desperately trying to hatch the last of the summer strawberries before Jack Frost takes them:








What does the end of summer look like in your garden?

About Nita

I retired early and moved to a new community. I blog about my adventures as I explore a new lifestyle. I write about quilting, knitting and needlework, about learning to sew my own garments, adventures in the kitchen and in the garden, dancing, hiking, is my playground!
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2 Responses to Autumn is Whispering

  1. Fawn says:

    Fireweed leaves with crimson tips, lettuce bolting, tomatoes finally blushing red, and a hammock almost always strung between the trees.

  2. Geneva says:

    I always look forward to the changing seasons… just can’t believe how quickly they come these days. “:o) Beautiful photographs Nita!

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