The Late Summer Garden is a painting
of my front garden in early September, 2003. That’s the
time the garden is at its unruly best: the earth pushing up
its last offerings of the year; the tall purple asters in
full bloom, giving off their light spicy scent; the
sunflowers high and stretching out everywhere, raising
everyone’s spirits. (I know that’s true because people
passing by say so.)
On this bright day with a hint of fall coming on, the
sunflowers and clouds start up a dialogue, while there’s a
decided interaction between the flowers and the fence. The
zucchini plants, secure at the edge of the vegetable bed,
share the corner with a few sturdy zinnias. Life is
maturing here and abounding.