Sunday Stroll…

To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.

~ George Santayana ~

The word around DC this week was that, after a very, very long summer, fall would arrive this weekend. And the temperature did fall about twenty something degrees between Friday afternoon and Saturday morning, but no one had said anything about more rain! I had pictured an autumn Sunday Scroll this week, recording a lovely walk that Jet the Wonder Dog and I would take on Saturday, breathing in fresh, crisp air.

That’s not quite the way things went. It was cold and really, really wet. I sat inside after a very damp farmer’s market outing early in the morning…

where there was gorgeous produce of both the summer variety and fall favorites beginning to show up. Hello cauliflower, I missed you!

I decided to ignore the weather, put the leash on Jet, and off we went to see what signs of the changing seasons we could find.
Here’s the last of our tomatoes…

and a hidden jalapeno.

Happily, even given that we have had rain almost every day in September, the clematis have returned for a repeat performance.

Although the spiders seem to be decorating them for Halloween!

The hydrangeas are changing colors…

along with their leaves.

The roses are just happy to be done with the heat and humidity.

And the crepe myrtle is getting ready for the winter – it blooms and then closes up almost overnight.

Out in the pouring rain, the last daisy standing stood tall somehow. A last sentinel of summer.