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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Two more days and APNQ',s really big show yahoo

I am watering well for I will be gone for three days, and as I walked the garden I could smell it..  Yes the cool air of fall is already in the ait  and I am not ready. Hopefully we will have a warm indian summer.  Dang I am no ready for fall.  It did not seem like we had very many warm days, and the hot hot ones they were awful, the lovely warm summer days were few and far between or am I imagining it.  It just doesn't feel like we had a summer.  Oh well I love this country and I am getting older and I find I do less and less outside the yard shows its lack of care.   I like to keep up with the dead heading but things are getting a bit sh  After the Tacoma show I will have some time.  Right!

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Leaves of God Fall 2009

My seasons have flown by so fast
I can hardly remember the details of my budding
I bloomed far too early forced by natures call
The flower of my youth stolen
My spring lost

I could not hold my bloom
As fruit required all my time
That season of summer went so fast
Consumed by my fruit youth slipped away
Never to swing freely in the warm summers breeze
I held fast lest my fruit should fall

Hot summer days turn to chilly nights
My fruit now ripe hear falls call
They release to face their own unknown
I watch as they fall free
My branches lift from their weight
I stand-alone the crisp air begins to blow

Indian summer comes with new love
I bask in the crisp sun light
My beauty is seen and shared
With the bloom of crimson leaves
My golden years begin

Too soon, I see my skin begin to shrivel
Youths golden beauty slips into grey
My hold on the tree of life seems futile
The frost of winter comes so fast
I hold tight lest I fall

So many leaves are falling
I watch as they let go one by one
My winter is here my time has come
The cold ground awaits my fall

The snows of winter cover my memory
Yet the family tree still stands
Spring will come
New leaves will unfold
The seasons of life begins again

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston

Edmonds Ferry to Kingston