GOODBYE TO AUGUST

It's called a "Hummingbird Flower". I brought the seeds from Cape, and save some each year to replant.







This year, Mother Nature has chosen to "upholster" the garden bench with this beauty. If you sit very quietly, a hummingbird will come up and feed on the tiny red blossoms, flitting from one to another until it gets it fill. What a delight!


"August rushes by like desert rainfall, A flood of frenzied upheaval, Expected, But still catching me unprepared. Like a matchflame Bursting on the scene, Heat and haze of crimson sunsets.
Like a dream Of moon and dark barely recalled, A moment, Shadows caught in a blink.
Like a quick kiss; One wishes for more But it suddenly turns to leave, Dragging summer away. " Elizabeth Maua Taylor