This time of year it feels as though the garden is having one last little celebration of the year… one final fling before it’s time for many of our favorite plants to take a few months of well deserved rest.
Ever since I was a child I’ve imagined the deciduous trees dressing up in their party best of gold and red to throw one final celebration of a year well done. After all, they’ve been working hard ever since Spring… busy busy, make the flowers, make the leaves,
grow the leaves, time for new shoots, grow those branches, reach for more sunlight, go go go…. then time for fruit and berries, set those nuts, make the seeds, busy busy busy no time to rest if you are a tree. Until October. Then, it’s time to have a wild celebration of colour and pass out til Spring. Isn’t it fantastically fun? I’ve always thought it would make a great childrens’ book, with lovely watercolour illustrations. Perhaps one of these days I’ll get to that project.
In the meanwhile the Autumn garden offers me unlimited inspiration. Even as flowers finish and die down, leaves become tattered and the songbirds flee South… the quieter, more subtle stars of the Autumn garden come into their own.
You’ll have to look a little closer to notice some of them. The macro lens that I use to photograph Trollbeads glass is trained on tiny droplets of dew glistening on Lady’s Mantle leaves. A carpet of moss is a miniature forest, with seeds glowing in the warm light.
A few flowers stand bravely in the garden… Coneflowers, Japanese Anemones, sedum and hardy fuschias are still adding flourishes of raspberry in various sunny corners.
… and oh my the mushrooms! Love these magical little things, more creature than plant, popping up unexpectedly in crazy patterns about the lawn, flower beds and all over. Such amazing shapes and forms.
Finally, after one has been looking closely for some time, it’s easy to forget to look up… in my garden its way, wayyyy up to the top of the trees… sometimes clothed in low lying clouds, other times catching the sun and glowing madly. The trees feel like the real owners of our piece of the world – having been here long before our family, or the family before us, or any of the houses. Surely these sturdy mammoths will be here long after as well.
It’s wonderful timing that the same day I took these images, one of our most beloved Trollies popped into the gallery with an inspired bracelet composition that she calls her “Secret Garden”… stay tuned to see a design that could so easily have been created with these garden photographs in mind…