The daylilies are dwindling; it happens this time of year after 8 or 9 weeks of constant blooming. When I was teaching, it was always a silent signal that my summer break was nearly over, the days when the daylilies dwindled.
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The roses are getting their second wind.
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With the hottest months of the year ahead, there's always something to remind me of the cooler mountains from where I came.
Hibiscus. Rose of Sharon from my grandfather, the lovely pinks from Great Gramma Combs, and the red from Granny Ninna - all quite old, all surviving after all these years away from the mountains, right along beside me.
Look twice at the red, enlarge it, it's glowing.
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There's tansy that came from the mountains, too, keeps the mosquitoes away from my deck. And the golden yellow lilies are from my dearest buddy, PollyK; they are so tall I have to look up to see their pretty faces.
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And in the shade of my garden, there is always Sunshine and her smile.
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