"I get no pleasure from seeing the flowers peering at me through a tangle of dead leaves, like an old man's blue eyes twinkling through eyebrows as thick as thatch." - Margery Fish, (on Iris stylosa) We Made a Garden
Now that summer is coming to an end, it's time to clear some space - deadhead, shear, make room for fall. Must we always rush ahead of the seasons? Can we leave spent blooms just a little longer? Rain today, ruthlessly wielding pruners tomorrow.