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."



Well, I’m running consistantly a little behind lately, what with deciding it might not be a totally horrible idea to get myself some extra sleep now that summer’s drawing to a close.

So, these are actually yesterday’s photos, but still an enjoyable bunch, I think.

The pale pink morning glories are coming on strong now, which is fun, as they are a nice addition to the color range of the species. Actually, as you’ll see, Pink seems to be something a theme today.

Of course the hot pink and blue vines from earlier in the season are still going on like crazy and now leaving the fencepost (yes, there really IS one in there somewhere…a garden lantern, too) to twine and vine their way around some sky-bound sunflower stalks.

The weather’s a little cooler now. Yesterday morning I almost wore a flannel shirt (albeit with shorts) for the first time since spring. But after I got dressed, it felt like a warmer-than-necessary choice and I changed to something lighter. I shouldn’t have second-guessed, though, as clouds moved in to make it a pretty cool afternoon, with temps in the 50s; the flannel would’ve been just right.

The cooler temps are encouraging the dianthus to another round of flowering for September. This will be convenient, as I was pricing plastic flowerboxes today with a thought toward transplanting these guys to the balcony at my next location. That they are flowering again will make them easier to find in the current chaos of the fence garden.


I’m also considering one of those clay strawberry pots with assorted planting windows (they are on sale at the local nursery) as a new home for my sedums and hens and chicks, but I don’t know how well this sort of planter might winter and what I’d have to do to encourage that sort of survival.

I’m thinking maybe some sand inside, below the dirt, would be more “flexible” during winter freezes and thaws, but I’m not entirely sure.

Here’s a variety of sunflower I’ve shown previously, but didn’t include in yesterday’s full array of the sunflowers. This one’s located down at the very far end of the fence garden.

Behind it you can see that large planting of boneset I featured recently when it was just starting to bud.


The later part of the morning had me venturing up-Cape, on newly-vacated local roads, as I headed for the Registry of Motor Vehicle, as t’was time to renew my auto registration.

On the way, I found this lovely and massive planting of impatiens. It’s one of my favorite flowers, but I had no shade for a change this year, so we didn’t get to play together as we have in past years.

I’m happy to say it was not the Waiting Room To Hell that the RMV can often be (actually, they are pretty efficient there and I’ve rarely had complaints, of course, part of that comes of being properly prepared with something enjoyable to read, in this case, one of James Patterson’s Alex Cross novels, Cat and Mouse.).

On the way to work from there, I made a stop by a favorite spot of mine, along the abandoned tracks of the Cape Cod Railroad.

Almost all of the rails on the Outer Cape (my standard stomping grounds) were long ago removed and turned into bike trails…which is lovely and fun, but a little sad if you’re a rail fan, as I am.

This spot is accessible from an old rest stop parking area from Route 6, and the old railroad bridge that crosses the Bass River is a popular fishing spot, although no one was around when I visited.

There is still some freight service in the Yarmouth area, but the tracks to this remainder of the line have recently been cut…and as you can see, are pretty seriously overgrown.


I’ve been trying to identify just what these little wildflowers are growing along the trackbed, but to no avail. They are also growing pretty wildly on Not Wisteria Lane, so I had hoped to figure out what they were…but have not been able to narrow things down much further than this family, which frankly, I could have guessed without benefit of a detailed Google search.

As I mentioned, the weather caught me a little off-guard yesterday, as the forecast had a great big orange sun icon all across it. However, there’s a storm out in the ocean that’s swirling around and occasionally backs some cloud cover in overhead, which helped to keep our temps on the cool side. There’s no rain in forecast to benefit us, but the occasional cloud thing is continuing again today.



I was wandering the garden at work later in the afternoon and noticed that the kousa dogwood’s berries were coloring up nicely. Like the other dogwoods, this one is a beauty when it blooms in late spring, but I think I like it best for these “dogwood crunch berries”, of which the local crows seem quite fond.

I noticed, too, that the cooler temperatures of this end of the summer seem to be encouraging some of the roses out there to another flush of blooming.

As always, I wish I could share with you the fragrance. It was a small pleasure that helped perk up a low moment in my afternoon and I know you’d have enjoyed it, too.

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