The summer heat and humidity is reluctantly giving way to slightly cooler temps here in the Gulf South, and the garden is slowly coming to life again.
There are morning glories on the arbor,
and the Confederate Rose has just started blooming.
It is white when it first blooms, then slowly turns to a lovely pink color by the end of the day.
The garden is alive with bees
Lots of butterflies…
Giant black swallowtails
long-tailed skippers…so beautiful, although their larvae do eat legume foliage…
the sweet little sulphurs
and new (to me) butterflies I’ve never seen before.
Ah, September…you’re almost gone, but you leave us with gifts of beauty and the promise of Autumn joys to come.
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
Helen Hunt Jackson ~ September