A Grand Decline

  Here in the Upper Midwest the days are growing noticeably shorter as the balance tips from long hours of life-giving sun into the glorious but shorten days of autumn.

Coneflowers still hold their tattered petals close.photo

Asters still glow in the slanted light. photo

The ornamental grasses still rustle and sway in the wind.  photo

Yet like some grand old dame sinking into her decline, more and more of the garden is tattered and tatty. The long, bare shadow of winter is all that grows now.

                                                                                                                                  photophotoOh there will be blazes of glory yet to come, but the grand decline is now in full swing. Where has my summer gone?

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