Fall arrived this week.
I think it followed us home from the mountains
Since the temperature drop
Coincided with our return.
It was an abrupt change.
But a welcomed one.
It’s the time of year
That I begin to think
About how I can change my garden.
Places that are overgrown
Or just tired
Are the stuff
Of my daydreams.
I get this way
Every year about this time.
But somehow this year
I seem to be ready
For some big changes.
Just not sure what they are.
I do know I want more Dahlias.
They are the star of the late fall garden.
And what stunners they are.
When my friend Kelly moved a few months ago
She left me her wonderful tomato cages.
They are stacked behind my garden house.
I plan to paint them green
And install them as Dahlia cages next spring.
We were gardening neighbors for years
So it will be a fun way to remind me
Of our gardening adventures
Whenever I walk into the garden.
Some of us fight it
Others embrace it at every turn.
My parents embraced it.
Risking everything they had worked for
To make a major life change.
It worked well for them.
I think gardens teach us to embrace change.
We are not in charge anyway
So how could we not.
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world: indeed, it’s the only thing that ever has.