Some Parting Shots

My pal and frequent nursery field trip partner, Chris, has a gorgeous garden.  One late afternoon recently, after  visiting Vashon Island, we pulled up in front of her house and  I asked if I could take some shots of her garden.  She said that she didn't think it was really up to "blog standards."  WhatEver.  I took these few pictures of a little bit of her garden visible from the street and then the batteries in my camera went dead so we'll visit more of her garden another time.  I think you'll agree that her garden is a wonderful gift to passersby and friends alike!  

 Her color combinations are stunning and cheerful!

 I wish my garden looked this good so late in the season!

 I love the rich colors of autumn!

Yes, I said that word!  In honor of the autumnal equinox tomorrow...

Something Told the Wild Geese
by
Rachel Field

Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, "snow."

Leaves were green and stirring
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned, "frost."

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.

This poem is in the public domain.