"Sweet summer is gone; they have laid her away,
The last sad hours that were touched with her grace,
In the hush where the ghosts of the dead flowers play;
The sleep that is sweet of her slumbering space..."
- Archibald Lampman
after a long dry growing season the last bits of colour fade away...
the first leaves from the sugar maples begin to carpet the garden...
the crimson tones of the virginia creeper (parthenocissus quinquefolia), the sedum 'Autumn Joy', and the staghorn sumac (rhus typhina) herald the coming winter with a final blast of colour...
beautiful colours abound, yet I can't help but feel sad... the winter has become a cold and desolate concept to me since I began gardening... the long wait until spring always seems unbearable to endure...
