
In fact, my little corner of human-made Eden here in the suburbs is full of late-summer activity. Most of it has occurred in the front rain garden.
First, a wild mass of cantaloupes ran rampant through the sedge grass and wild quinine. Their seeds must have been hiding out in the compost incorporated into the garden bedding. Sun and bees helped the vines flourish, and more than a dozen cantaloupes sprung out. Only a few had a chance at full growth, given their late start and their home in a "rain" garden! But they've been the wild bunch of joyous teenagers who fill your house with laughter while they raid the fridge.
First, a wild mass of cantaloupes ran rampant through the sedge grass and wild quinine. Their seeds must have been hiding out in the compost incorporated into the garden bedding. Sun and bees helped the vines flourish, and more than a dozen cantaloupes sprung out. Only a few had a chance at full growth, given their late start and their home in a "rain" garden! But they've been the wild bunch of joyous teenagers who fill your house with laughter while they raid the fridge.

On sunny days the bees comb through the asters, packing on the pollen and filling up on nectar.

One of the topics yesterday at a weekly meeting I attend was on "taking care of self." It occurred to me that one way I am learning to "take care of self" is to choose joy.