Monday, August 27, 2007

How far can Fall be?



August. A month named after Julius's grandnephew Augustus. It also connotes grand, honorable, worthy and other such terms.

Well, in my own definition of August is certainly not grand, lordly, or revered. Think on it. As a child, August meant it was almost time to go back to school. Back "in the day" as my children say, school started after Labor Day. Once the crops were harvested, the fields plowed up for winter months and were fallow, it was time to settle back into book learning. So August meant the end of barefoot days to me. It also is always the hottest month of the year! Yikes! The older I get the less I like heat. I generate enough of my own these days!!!!


Each season has its chores. Knowing when to do them is something of an art. I know what needs to be done to prepare for each season around here. But sometimes it is good to just take some time and enjoy the waning and waxing of the seasons.

We are just about to enter into Fall. Hard to imagine that with all the record breaking temperatures we have had in this month. I was surprised at the grape ivy growing over one of the woodpiles. I have always heard that as the days grow longer so does the ivy. Don't know if that is true, but, it has a country charm to it. And that ivy certainly has started to take a life of it's own. Soon, however, I will gather it up and make another wreath out of it, combining some of my artemesia,
beebalm, sweet annie and other dried flowers from this summer.

We had a visitor last evening. The blasted ground hog has reproduced. This little fella was wallowing in the grass, having a good time. I was outside with my camera and his little rolling around caught the corner of my eye. I started to approach him and he stopped dead in his tracks and froze. I snapped this image and then he ran away faster than I could take pics. Hubby doesn't have the heart to be a hunter. He was standing outside with his rifle and said, no, too young. Can't kill a baby. As if getting rid of an adult is easier??? Well, they are cute in a rodent sort of way. And after all, they have already eaten all of our veggies this year anyway. Sigh. Next year, I will have a groundhog proof garden. That is my new mantra.

12 comments:

Dixie Redmond said...

We have a ground-hog, too. He sure has enjoyed the Sungold tomatoes I planted. I got one! tomato, that is.

a Bohemian Market said...

Hi:
Those summer flowers sound wonderful!
Look forward to the pictures you will take of the completed wreath!
Peace
carole

shweetpotato said...

Did you take all your photos? they are just gorgeous :D WOW

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shweetpotato said...

I'm tagging you for name game...Go to my Blog to read how to play...hugs...Carm

Anonymous said...

The baby Ground Hog is rather cute...we don't have them here in Australia....Wishing you A Happy Fall, as we head into Spring...lol...crazy isn't it??
luv Ann.xx

Amy said...

We have lots of ground hogs in our neighborhood...everywhere but in our fenced yard. We have two big dogs that dare the hogs to come near!!!!
I love the smell of Sweet Annie and reading about the plans with yours made me smile.

Have I told you that I love the caption under your picture with your hubby? Or that I really like your song spot that plays me welcome?
Amy

Blondie ~ Vintage Primitives said...

Thanks Amy! It's a real feel good song! And oh yes, if we could get together for an afternoon what fun we could have in my garden!

Blondie ~ Vintage Primitives said...

Carm,
Heading over to your Blog!

Gena said...

Hi Blondie! thank you for stopping by my blog, I really appreciated your comments, I have been reading through your blog,this is what I truly love about blogging,you learn so much! I have never seen a groundhog in my life!!! Blessings from the UK, xxx

Leslie said...

Hey Blondie .. thanks for droppin gby D & B and leaving a comment ... I've enjoyed browsing your blog too.

jen said...

Love that little groundhog! I know he/she is destructive, but gosh so cute!
jennifer