The Potager

The Potager

Monday, October 21, 2013

Listen! the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves.
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves.
~Humbert Wolfe, P.L.M.: Peoples, Landfalls, Mountains, 1936

Our crabapple trees are loaded with fruit this year.
I should learn how to make crab-apple jelly.
Not being big jelly eaters, would we even eat it if I did?
I have never seen the trees so heavy laden with fruit. Does this portend a cold long winter? Or is it just because of the extra watering the trees have had since the sprinkler system was installed in the back yard?

The Montauk Daisies are full and lovely. The bush missed a cutting and has sprawled to the ground, but the daisies keep it from looking bad. How could anything look bad with pretty daisies covering every inch of it?

Our Pampas Grass has no heads this year. It is over 6 feet tall and looks amazing, but I miss those fluffy seed heads. 
The Virginia Creeper which we've allowed to climb on our fence, and spend a lot of time trying to control everywhere else, has turned a beautiful shade of red.  This is one of those plants that got away from us quickly. It was a volunteer in a potted bush we bought at a nursery. We quickly learned that if you pull it out and then throw it on any type of ground, it will root and take off. I could see this covering Sleeping Beauty's castle in no time flat. But it has no thorns. And it is a lovely vine, when controlled.
Spring is exciting, and summer is glorious, but Autumn has a very special charm of its own. 

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