Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Fall At Its Finest
Once the fog burned off the garden, this was a glorious sunny morning. I was delighted to see several Monarchs sail over the garden heading South. My favorite thing is when one clears the roof of the house and glides above my head. Ed and I headed out with the garden tractors to the back. We wanted to weed and dig potatoes to prepare the garlic bed for planting. The garlic planting is only a couple of weeks away now. Ed dug for potatoes. This year we seem to have a bumper crop. Digging potatoes is one of the most fun things in gardening. If you have never done it try it next year for sure. The man who digs a five gallon bucket full of new organic potatoes for his table is rich indeed!
I spent my time weeding and dragging frosted pumpkin vines to the compost pile. Our pie pumpkins and butternut squash had quite a year this year too! It is so quiet in the back. I can see why Ed loves it there. The sound of birds doesn't have to compete with the noises of civilization to get your attention. I did not see, but I heard a Black Capped Chickadee. These friendly little birds spend their winter here. Now that the hummingbirds and other summer birds have left us, he is a delightful replacement.
After lunch I stayed front to work and hoped to catch a picture of a migrating Monarch, but butterflies like sunshine and the clouds rolled in. I did manage to get a picture of just one of the many goldfinches that feast on the sunflower seeds left in the garden. Their constant chatter and bobbing flight are a fine diversion from my work of deadheading Gloriosa Daisies. Off in the distance I heard the who-who-who-who of a Great Horned Owl. The beauty of the purples and yellows of the asters and golden rod is being joined by the gradual change of color of the trees. It's a day like this that reminds me why I love it here so very much!