My garden draws me into its minute detailsRead More
derails my attempts to prevail with straight lines
or orderly arrangements, continually demanding
my engagement. The weeds are overgrown into
the path again. The bees, butterflies, biting ants
demonstrate business just like me, finding
sustenance in the flowers until their last hours.
The dragon breathes her last gusts of fire into
the approaching winter. She will hibernate
with the first frost and I too will curl up and dream.
Busy bees in the blooming Dragonbreath flowers.Read More
My garden might be getting just past her prime in late September, but she still has a lot to offer. I started a few of these Dragon Breath from seed last year. They must have reseeded themselves, because this spring they came up all over the place, and I started pulling them like weeds.Continue reading “Dragon Breath Season” Read More