I'm loving this pretty geranium. It was one of the bargain plants I bought in the spring - a bargain because the blooms had fallen off so the color was a mystery. And it's gorgeous.
The garden is in September mode. Some of the plants are starting to die away, and others are blooming their hearts out. The deer are leaving things alone, except for a low hanging sweet potato vine. Every morning the plant has fewer leaves.
My daughter tells me that the time for Monarch caterpillars is over and I can stop looking hopefully at the milkweed plant every day. I thought maybe I spotted some eggs, but after looking at my picture she told me they were aphids. Oops!
I can't remember other Septembers being this dry, but I don't keep track of those things, so who knows. I guess real gardeners keep a log. I don't.
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