Silence. Do not disturb the gardener.
She’s disturbed enough.
She’s actually quite happy. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the dew is heavy and all about the garden flowers are starting to bloom again, now that rain has returned.
Nearly five inches of rain returned Friday night.
Oh, rain. How we missed you. We never knew how much we loved you, needed you, depended on you. We will never, ever curse you, disparage you, despise you or sigh when you ruin our plans. We promise.
Look what you have brought with you, now that you are back. Flowers, freshness, frolicking birds, squirrels, and rabbits.
You’ve brought together unlikely pairings, too.
Like summer blooming coneflowers with clematis, in particular Clematis integrefolia ‘Alba’ which I feel certain normally blooms in May.
It’s like spring all over again. Sort of. But without tulips and daffodils.
There is a freshness in the air, a green-ness in the lawn, a song in the birds, and a quickened heartbeat in the heart of the gardener, who has returned to the garden with a spring in her step, now that she is no longer weighed down by garden hoses.
She would surely be confused if you just dropped her in the garden today with no calendar.
Then she would see the asters…
and the tall sedum…
And realize it is a glorious September morning.
(Washed out pictures are sponsored by the brightly shining sun.)