Today begins the month of October, and the first day of two blogging challenges for me. I’ve decided that I’m no longer going to fit my desire to include words with my Wednesday images – hence the change to the title for these posts: (Almost) Wordless Wednesday.
Today I bring you the zinnias from Granny’s House.
The zinnias beside Granny’s house are barely aware of the changing dates of the calendar. They continue their glorious bloom despite the beginning of a new month.
Fall officially began on September 23, but the zinnias don’t appear to know. Temperatures in the heart of the Deep South are still hovering in the mid- to upper-80s during the day, and only dropping into the 70s at night. If we were so inclined, we could still get into the swimming pool and frolic to our hearts’ content. So the zinnias still bloom.
Granny says she must soon get out and clip the blooms – saving them for next year’s seed – but not today and probably not tomorrow. She’ll just enjoy them while they are here because they fade so fast, and some may even be gone by the end of the week – when a cold front is supposed to move through and bring evening temperatures down into the lower 50s.
The fall will come – summer eventually fades, even here in the Deep South. These will be the last blooms of the zinnias. We won’t see them again until May, so we hold on to them for as long as we can.