Asters seem to be ready in the fall when the goldenrod and other autumn flowers get showy. My son found these purple asters in the field and transplanted them in my flower bed several years ago. They bloom every year.
The red roses are an expression of love and beauty from my mother-in-law. She had a rose bush by her side door. Grandma knew how to take care of it. She is gone now, but her rose still radiates beauty that reminds me of my husband’s dear mother.
These small, smiling-faced pansies are not growing where they should. Generally, a plant growing out-of-place is considered a weed. These sunshiny plants grew from seeds shed on my landscaping several years ago. A gift of pansies from a friend left its seeds in the rocks near our porch. Some of the seeds have survived these past few winters. This summer, they wink at us every time we walk in or out of our front door.
We dig up and save gladiola bulbs over the winter. Each year we plant them and they give a special display of color and delicate beauty. We eagerly await the time when the flowers spike up and display their towering blooms.
Our late-blooming morning glory shows its fine greenery in the middle of July. In the middle of August it displays its blooms. Purple flowers open up and face the eastern sun each morning. As the twilight settles on the farm, they fold up their petals gently and quietly rest.
photo credits:Wenda Grabau