Friday, August 20, 2010


August is an overgrown month. Many things in my life have become crowded and untidy.

My garden is a  living testimony to the month of August. The extremely hot temperatures make weeding  not as fun as it was at the beginning of the summer. The messiness began with the cleomes taking over, the knowledge that their seeds will abundantly fall to make next year's production in my garden even more intrusive stirs me to keep a heavy hand on pulling them up. The monarda, while it brought such lovely visitors of hummingbirds, has a reputation of spreading far and wide creating a canopy over the lower lying herbs and stunting their growth. Yesterday, I spent a brief  bit of the morning, making  the herb garden tidy. Now my uncovered parsley can flourish, allowing the swallowtail butterflies to stop by and lay their minuscule eggs. Very soon I will seek for the munching caterpillars during the still hot days of September to watch them grow plump in  preparation to cocoon themselves for the cycle to continue.

And we can not forego grieving the passing on of summer. Every year, the story repeats itself. My heels are dug in. Maybe I should consider weeding these thoughts too and move on.


wayside wanderer said...

Oh, I really envy you your overgrown garden. Mine got dried up by the sun. I can totally relate with crowded and overgrown thoughts. I start to feel overwhelmed this time of year with all the thinks I think. I like the idea of weeding them and tidying them up. Love the tiger swallowtail, too. Such a beauty! My parsley got so tall it keeled over and is currently wilting up. No caterpillars for me. :(

The dB family said...

The butterflies are soooo beautiful!

I totally agree with your last paragraph! It's a struggle isn't it?


crochet lady said...

It's always hard at the ending of a season. I find my life and it's stuff overgrown, so like my weed-full garden too. I feel like I am at the end of one season of life and about to enter another.

Blessings to you, even in the weeding.

GretchenJoanna said...

After weeding all that in the heat, I don't know how you had the energy to write a blog. Way to go! Every weed pulled creates a little more breathing/growing room for the plants you want, so it's an improvement, even when you can't pick out every last one.

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