The Rainy Day
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The late season Rock Garden
The rains have returned to the Willamette Valley finally, cooler temps and an actual ground soaking rain is here! I don't know if I have ever been so excited about a change in the weather, but it was such a long hot summer and since have the state is burning it's long overdue.
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Pacific tree frog (Pseudacris regilla) |
A very cool visitor to the greenhouse was noted with the cooling weather and oncoming dampness. Talk about beneficial insect control for the greenhouse!
A few more of the fall bloomers have started in and I'll update them as they do, with the rain here it might not make for as perfect of pictures, but I know the bulbs appreciate some cooler temperatures and some moisture in the soil now.
Rain for the next three days, and temperatures in the low 60's. Perhaps, fall has begun.
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