FALL'S A COMING

When the Golden Glows make their appearance in late summer, they remind me of a story my mother shared with me not so very long ago. When I was a small girl living on the Island I had the good fortune to have my Great Grandparent's reside in the house next door. Grammy Eva and Grampy Herbert would arrive in early Spring and stay on till Fall. I can still smell the aroma of Grammy's homemade molasses cookies baking and fondly recall running across the dirt road one summer morning, whereupon Grammy would slice me a piece of her homemade bread and toast it on top of her old fashioned cook stove. Isn't it amazing what memories we keep, either evoked by sight or smell. When Fall made it's appearance my great grandparents would once again return to their apartment in Portland. One day when my mother and I were together she happened to spy a patch of Golden Glow's and shared this story with me "When Grampy Herbert saw the Golden Glow's begin to open it was his own personal signal It was time to leave the Island and return once again to Portland". Now I have Golden Glows in my garden, a tribute to my great grandparent's and all the wonderful memories they left me with.

Bounty from the garden this morning-one zebra zucchini.... one bowlful of sweet juicy grape tomatoes....

my bottle gourds....

and pumpkins.... which I am guarding with my life....

okay....my girl's are guarding for me....Miss Pip

LuLu....sleeping on the job....okay I'm giving the girl a break....remember she has egg issues....

Gladys....she spied those juicy tomatoes I picked....she's no fool....good job Gladys

That's right girls keep your eyes on my gourds....

Hydrangea....

My one and only Teddy Bear Sunflower....

The days are getting shorter....

Are you ready?

I am.