It is not the rare Blue Mum on the final day of August two thousand and twelve. It is however more orange now than the very yellow mum I remember. There must be something in my soil.
There is a burgeoning crop of blooming weeds in my soil that is for sure.
I will continue to edit and curate them. Wild asters will mingle with the civilized mums.
So that the ends of all Augusts will be a cacophony of colors as a prelude to the fall.
Friday, August 31, 2012
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Orange or yellow, it is gorgeous. I have observed the blue moon. It too is pretty.
No sleep for me. Full moons do that to me.
GGS will finish mowing tomorrow. I need to edge a lot & weed more. All this rain sure has made things jump.
I haven't seen a sign of wild asters yet. Maybe, they won't bloom due to the extremely dry and hot summer we had.
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