Fall Garden Work Lagged

This year, October zipped by so fast I never even got a garden chore list started– much less, ticked off. 

We enjoyed a warm October, and up until recently, the flowers in the pots were happy —including the hibiscus. Why mess with color?

What’s more, some conservationists gave  a good excuse for putting off chores in the garden: let the plant debris stay awhile longer for the bees and butterflies. 

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Beauty and Debris

However convenient this excuse has been, when the first cold snap finally came,  the hearty garden perennials, and potted annuals made it seem I had decorated for Halloween early.

Woebegone  remnants they were, with  a few pots, once filled with flowers, now past their prime — a wee bit like their gardener, eh? 

However, the recent weather rejuvenated me — reminding me to get out and about while I can.   

When overwhelmed and stressed and unable to think,
I go out and garden, it’s cheaper than a shrink.
~Author unknown

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and the chores began!

And it was warm enough I could play in the water — I mean,  give the flower pots  I emptied a good scrubbing. They are clean and stacked, ready for the next planting season, Lord willing.

Even Doug felt inspired to wield a broom, sweeping bits of debris in the garage for a spell. (I asked for help. 😉 )

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?

Now, the marigolds are gone; I miss their fragrance as much as I miss their hues from yellow to orange.  

Three pots of chrysanthemums were struggling, but, a bare spot in a side bed called, so I introduced them. They hopefully will thrive  . . . if I remember to water them during the next few weeks. 

I also transplanted the brave red Gerber daisy that survived two winters in our garage. Fingers crossed I didn’t kill it.  

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Brightness amongst the departed Black-eyed Susans

A gorgeous orange one still blooms, albeit in its pot. Should I retire it to the garage or plant it whilst warm sunshine abounds this week? Will keep thee posted, dear reader.

The impatiens tried to make a comeback after several chilly days; it caught a cold. 

The hibiscus wilted beyond reviving when the temps dipped, making me very sad to say good-bye.   

But the geraniums enjoyed both the chill and the sun. 


“Long experience has taught me that people who do not like geraniums have something morally unsound about them. Sooner or later you will find them out; you will discover that they drink, or steal books, or speak sharply to cats. Never trust a man or a woman who is not passionately devoted to geraniums.” Beverley Nichols, Merry Hall

But gosh it felt great to dig in the dirt; to make ready a few pots for next season, Lord willing, and plan for a few more outdoor garden days before the colder darker days descend.  

Here’s hoping all the nursery’s pansies aren’t gone!   

“Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.” —May Sarton

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