A Good Home, Canadian Gardens, Garden Scenes, Twigs in My Hair - A Gardening Memoir

The Garden at Summer’s End

There’s a  freshness and tranquility in the late summer garden that extends into early autumn.

Blog Photo - Late Summer Garden Hosta and J Maple

The colours are more muted now, but no less impactful.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden hosta and birdbath MCU

Blog Photo - Late summer garden Hydrangea and chairs

Green leaves are greener, the pinks of sedum and blues of caryopteris can be seen more clearly.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden deep pink sedum

Blog Photo - Late Summer garden blue flowers of caryopteris

Even the trees are slow to turn orange and red this year, as if ceding the moment to the softness of this season.

Many tomatoes are still green on the vine.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden tomatoes

So this is how the summer ends:

Not with a bang, but a flower. A flower and some fruit…

Blog Photo - Late summer garden apples turning on tree branches

… and a branch of colour, peeking out to signal that autumn is on its way.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden Small Maple branch turning orange

I wish I were the kind of person who totally absorbs herself in the great now of it all, blocking all thought of the passage of the season.

But you may remember: I failed Mindfulness & Meditation 101.

As with the great times with loved ones, I’m greedy to want this moment to last.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden hosta white fragrant CU2

And when autumn blazes in with its glorious colours, I’ll find myself wanting to fix that in stasis too. For just a few more weeks.

It’s all a wan thought, a vain attempt, at holding off winter, you know.  We are a winter country but I’m not a winter person.

Blog Photo - Late summer garden - chairs and umbrellas CU

Note to blogger friend, September 9, 2019

“Yes, Laurie, there is a bittersweetness in the air, a time when we lose one thing and gain another, and even the flowers that bloom now are a reminder of the end of the flowering season.”

Note to my journal:

“I’ve long thought that gardening is a form of art. The soil is our canvas; we paint with flowers, shrubs and trees — always paying respect to Mother Nature. So let us add gardening to the canon of visual and natural arts, and recognize that we are, perhaps, the most fortunate of artists.”


39 thoughts on “The Garden at Summer’s End”

  1. Not with a bang, but a flower.
    I love this phrasing! I am also about 3/4 of the way through your book where I learned some things I didn’t know especially about humane traps and fox pee!

  2. I’ll echo with “lovely post.” I think many of us, especially as we age, feel exactly as you do about winter. The cold, the heating bills, and the hard work dealing with snow are no fun. Then, there is the potential to slip and fall and break something. Like you, I want to clutch Fall and implore her to stay longer. But off she hurries, in her blaze of beauty.

  3. What a delightful post and tribute to the passing of seasons and our tendency to want to hold on. As another friend here said, you paint with words and are a master of your craft. I love the last two reflections and am grateful to have had a garden to co-create with nature for a while. For now, I must craft with words and photos. Happy Autumn my friend.

  4. A beautiful post, Cynthia! Autumn is my favorite season as well. Like you, I would love to see it last, and last. I especially love your note to your blogging friend, and note in your journal. You’ve painted your soul on your words. It is a beautiful thing to behold!

  5. Fortunately, Mother Nature is very forgiving with our artistic efforts. Well, mine anyway. She most likely finds that you and Hamlin are amongst her best artists. I wish you a long, lingering autumn and lots of time to enjoy each gentle moment of it.

  6. Indeed, summer is taking its sweet time in giving way to fall. But so much beauty in your lovely garden, Cynthia. It’s just made to sit out in and – dare I say? – meditate or be mindful. Haha.
    p.s. I LOVE the seahorse birdbath! Jeanne

  7. What a delight this post is! I don’t like autumn as much as I used to do; there are too many sad memories and anniversaries. However, I love your autumn words and pictures and they remind me of the best of the season.

  8. Love those photos, it’s always a little melancholy at this time of year, isn’t it? As a fellow flunker of mindfulness 101, rest assured you are not alone. I feel the same way. Winter is coming. And having to pile on all those clothes!



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