One gardener's observations, discoveries and random thoughts whilst simultaneously worshipping and dallying in a Cape Cod garden. "A garden," said Ralph Waldo Emerson, "is like those pernicious machineries which catch a man's coatskirt or his hand, and draw in his arm, his leg and his whole body to irresistable destruction."

Post-Season


Ahh, something new to share: yesterday’s rain delayed things a bit, but this morning, this helianthus began to bloom. Wooo hoo, just the warmhearted thing on this chilly (55F) morning.

Of course, the latest cosmos helped to brighten the scene, too.

On the way to work, I spotted this blue heron foraging in the marsh grass as the tide crept in from Boat Meadow Creek.

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