HERE IT IS SEPTEMBER and I have been enjoying weeks of fresh corn, tomatoes, and peaches. I am very thankful for the local producers that set out their small stands along the M-22 corridor of highways in northern Michigan. The purveyors of soil, seeds, and trees with their agrarian skills are to be congratulated. We are fortunate to have them in our midst selling the fresh bounty from their work.
I am now looking forward to the beginning of fall colors with the turning of the leaves.
I will also be placing garden mums and pumpkins on my front porch. It is my favorite time of the year.
On my walk today several things came to me:
I noticed the milkweed pods were plump in their bright green wrap looking as if they could use a good shave. Striped caterpillars were on the leaves of summer annuals eating their way to their transformation into beautiful Monarchs.
I’ve noticed the Goldenrod has taken over once cultivated gardens throughout my lakeside town showing their most persistent and dominant growth habit. Fall Asters are beginning to appear in corners of my own garden, soon they will display their majestic purple hues. All is well. Just as it’s been for ages. I love the show.
I also observed a Bald Eagle this morning perched atop our village’s largest white pine and minutes later I caught a glimpse of a hummingbird working the orange flowers of a Trumpet Vine that had cascaded over the neighbor’s fence. Two completely different mannerisms are found in my feathered friends.
Thank you, Mother Nature, for sharing all your creations this September morn.