Six days of rain (and counting) and over six inches of it sitting in my gardens here at Blooming Hill have done nothing to dampen my spirits when it comes to fall. Quite the opposite really, since August and September were both pretty stingy when it came to dolling out moisture for the gardens. In any case, I spent much of last week either down in my workroom filling velvet pumpkins with lavender potpourri or at the Virginia State Arboretum dodging raindrops and greeting die hard gardeners as they shopped for plants and decor, at Blandy's Arborfest, to fill their autumn gardens in anticipation for next year's spring.
"To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow." In somewhat the same vain of hope and faithfulness, one customer informed me, as one of the more virulent bands of rain was unleashing its fury over us, that "a fifty percent chance of rain also means fifty percent chance of sun, too!". Okay--whatever. He was, at least, a happy camper. And, by the way, if it is raining on you, that means a 100% chance of rain, but I don't think that guy was in the mood to hear that.
We've had a beautiful fall here in Eastern Washington State. Last night the winds whipped up and a Canadian cold front moved in... and temperatures in the high '60s won't be seen again until next spring.
ReplyDeleteDid you grow all of those gourds and pumpkins? Our only pumpkin/gourd decor is home-grown this year, so it is rather sparse.