A few flowers remained.
Their faces stood proudly, facing the sun.
But it was time.
A sad, melancholy time to say goodbye to one of my favorite
With pruners in hand, I set to work.
I cut and pulled.
And bid my friends adieu.
Everything looks so barren.
Thankfully, I am left with my pampas grass.
I am often entertained by the ballet it performs
as it gently sways in the final breezes of summer.
It is joined by the leaves twirling down to greet the grass.
A choral of songbirds seem to be singing farewell to summer and
hello to autumn.
Ahh summer, I enjoyed you so.
I'll look forward to seeing you again...