It’s beginning to look very autumnal around here! The red maples, sumac and Virginia creeper are blazing red. The birch trees are turning gold and leaves everywhere are drifting down with the slightest breeze, crackling and swishing underfoot with each step we take. I love the sweet scent of fallen leaves, smelling faintly of maple syrup.
The garden is still hanging on, doing its glorious thing. We just barely missed getting a frost ten days ago and have been enjoying warm weather since then.The warm summery temperatures this past weekend were a boon and both plants and animals responded happily. We’ll take whatever we can get!
I’ve been enjoying the deep burgundy Love-lies-bleeding (Amaranthus caudatus) with its long, rope-like panicles; it really is a unique plant in the garden and creates quite a statement. Hard to miss, visitors often comment on it.
Joe-Pye weed (Eutrochium fistulosum) in the background has gone by, setting its fluffy seed, but New England asters (Symphyotrichum novae-angliae) are in peak bloom, filled with buzzing bees, but alas, no monarch butterflies. Makes me sad to think about. I did see a male fluttering down by the river on Sunday visiting some Common Bone-set (Eupatorium perfoliatum), so I’m not giving up hope. I’ll keep laying out the banquet.