There’s a frenetic energy in the garden now. When I open the gate, the air is abuzz. With their voracious appetites, caterpillars munch to attain maximum girth before pupating. Adult Monarchs gather strength before continuing on their journey to Mexico. Where only weeks ago, the bees, wasps, hummingbird moths and butterflies moved methodically around the flowers, they now hurry and seem harassed.
Do they know the days are already shorter? Is there a hormonal signal switching on and telling them there’s only a little more time?
The flowers, too, seem aware. With the rain and slightly cooler weather, they are reinforcing their blooming efforts. The annuals are almost crazy with new blooms.
“Set seed before you die,” they seem to say.
I, however, am slowing down. The urgency of spring is past. The heat of summer is waning, and I’m just enjoying the fruit of my labors.
Ha! If you believe that, I’ve got a bridge for sale . . . .
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