These Waning Days

Summer is closing fast.  Kids are back to school, the plants in the garden are getting rangy, and I’m thoroughly tired of mowing the lawn multiple times a week.

I just got home from a trip to NY, where I discovered that hot weather is miserable even up north.  So we’re all sort of ready for it to end.

Fall is my favorite season, so I’m looking forward to it, but I’m also really hesitant to wish my days away.  There are so few of them.  Instead I’m trying to take advantage of this hot and muggy time to harvest as much garden produce as possible, and I take these odd evening walks around the yard in the faux-cool of the evening.  Odd because my yard isn’t that big, and I’m usually smoking a pipe, staring into space.

If my neighbors are paying any attention (and the older I get, the more doubtful I am that they are), I’m sure it looks like I’ve slipped out of the looney bin and am slow-motion careering around the yard having lusty conversations with the fireflies.  In reality, I’m in my own head, planting flowers and trellises.  I’m putting in apple trees and hollies.  I’m imagining the sweet taste of next year’s figs.  I’m imagining the climbing of the jasmine, and its energetic race toward the sun.

Sammi has made her peace with the fence I put in last year, and now sits happily in the overlong August grass.  The tomatoes and okra that go overripe or woody get tossed out to the yard where she happily chases, engages in a victory lap (that all dog owners know when they see), and consumes.  My trip up to NY left me with okra the size of corn cobs, so my dog is pretty happy right now.  The autumn die-off of the grass will make the grass less luxurious to roll in, the okra and tomatoes less sweet, so she’ll beg at the door sooner.  But for now, she tolerates the outdoors, the curious lack of air conditioning, with cautious/reckless doggie-glee.


  1. Funny — I also found myself thinking about next year’s garden (and flower borders) yesterday and this morning. It was darker this morning when I got up for work — and not only because it was dreary and overcast. The seasons are finally thinking about changing again.

    Fall is one of my favorite seasons, second only to spring, and only second because I don’t care for the winter which Fall brings behind it.

    Also? You must be getting much more rain this summer than we are, if you’re mowing your lawn multiple times per week. Just sayin’.

  2. I almost took a photo of the sketchpad I have for laying out the lawn. The same fervor for projects that has marked my home renovation schedule has been turned to bear on the otherwise empty lot.

    As for rain and mowing, I think I posted a screenshot to facebook last week from my weather app where it had the thundercloud icon next to each of the next 10 days. I woke up at 3am today and couldn’t get back to bed, so I googled various strains of grass to see if I could find one that didn’t need mowing.

  3. Plant your yard with chamomile, slow growing and wonderfully fragrant when you do have to mow!

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