october in the garden
Tucked in amongst the golds and greens and purples, I find evidence of life, fulfilled.
Blooms that are spent, yet still beautiful.
Tiny green seedlings getting a head start on next year’s cycle.
Bare stems and stark silhouettes.
Tall grasses that have yet to reach their peak.
Each moment is precious in the October garden.
Very soon, the snow will come and all will be hidden beneath winter’s blanket.
Purple monkshood stands tall and whispers
more time, more time.
As do I.
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