Stepping out my back door today (do you now have the Creedence/John Fogerty
song in your head? ... I know the lyrics say "Looking", but...)
You're welcome! ~ ;)
Anyway... it is like stepping into a symphony
(maybe "cacophony" is a better word)
of insect song...
I just read that the buzz generated by a swarm of cicadas can reach 120 decibels,
which is about the same noise level as a loud rock show...
I finally got to photograph a Monarch in the garden...
He's sipping on a zinnia, but next year I hope to have milkweed
(and Joe Pye?) for them...
The crickets are chirping loudly, as well, in the jungle that is a few feet from my steps...
I am to the point of just "letting it go" ~
I didn't mean to plant Giant Marigolds this year;
that's what I get for not marking my seeds!
And they are TALL...(*some* still are) ~
I prefer the shorter ones, they just stay neater ~
A storm blew them all over a week or so ago, but they are still green and blooming ~
(I think it would be more detrimental to try to pull them up, now).
Besides, I have already mentally moved into "next year country",
as far as blooming things...
I just read this quote and really liked it ~ it seems to sum things up nicely!
"The grass no longer smells of high summer, but of autumn crouched waiting."
Sara MacDonald SEA MUSIC (2003)
I am ready for fall...how about y'all?
Have a wonderful weekend, all!