letting go

“A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.”

― May Sarton

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I can feel fall in the air. The nights are getting shorter and there is a chill in the house come morning, that requires a cozy sweater or my flannel shirt. The garden always shifts a bit come August, and I feel myself letting go of some of my normal hovering, allowing it to head off to rest without much fuss.

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