Oh Summer summer summer...
The thick clouds finally rolled in threatening monsoon season.
Dinner plate dahlias hang around, bobbing in the heat, begging for a drink.
Caterpillars munch heart shaped morning glory leaves into lace.
I love watching caterpillars eat my leaves.
So many butterflies are now coasting in the breeze.
I've filled my arbors with my pine cone zinnias.
They have totally held up and fill the flower void, as the roses on this arbor only bloom once a year.
(make your own zinnias here)
The cosmos have grown taller and taller for months and are just about to explode.
Large blooms too.
My garden gets most of its flowers in late summer and fall.
The most curious thing has been happening.
Large insects have met their demise right before my eyes.
I had to pull over to save one the size of my fist that hit my car wind shield.
This one fluttered out of the sky, twirling to the ground as I walked out of a shop last week.
So, I brought him home.
I placed him in my collection of bugs I have found already dead.
I was amazed at the double wing structure.
I love my dead bugs.
It's officially official now.
The pumpkin patch 2015 is really finito for sure.
The leaves started to come back from the first javelina feast, then 3 nights ago the javelinas slammed their bodies into the fence until they busted it again, desperation is incredible, and finished it off. Even pulling vines down from above the domed garden enclosure.
So, there you have it.
I'm not upset about it at all.
I don't know why, I'm just not.
I normally would have sobbed.
Alas, such is life.
I'm am happy to be eating basil though.
Basil is everything summer to my heart.
The scent of purest summer days.
Waiting for monsoons.
Day after scorching day until finally.......
In fact I tried to get here yesterday but we lost power until late night.
So, I was finally able to sneak in today.
The poor dry earth was begging for rain.
If you are wondering about mud, here is something interesting.
Our soil is very sandy, so the water just absorbs as though it was never there and mud is a rare sight around my place. Interesting no?
I love watching the storm from the front garden porch.
My flower garden is in the front yard, so I get to watch rain on mountains and in garden from the deck.
Of course I was dancing in those glorious showers, as you can imagine.
Watching all the growing things smile and take big breaths of bliss.
Just magical desert rain I tell ya.
It got very wild for a while.
I posted videos on instagram, if you fancy a peak.
Followed by the most spectacular sunset in brilliant candy pink.
The power was out so I played the piano by candlelight to bide the time in the dark.
I love that sort of summer drama.
Wind whipping around.
Hail and giant water droplets.
It's just all so exciting when it happens.
It's actually just raining now again, so I'm typing really fast.
Because I'm pretty sure we may lose power again.
I love love love the rain after 90 days of pure heat.
How's life out in your neck of the woods?
Fill me in, won'tcha?