The crickets have begun to sing. Their sweet trilling songs signal the arrival of late summer, a beautiful time in Maine. And this year, despite the climate crisis, August in Maine is everything it ought to be. The days are warm and dry. The nights are cool. We have a little rain now and then. Such a lovely, lovely month, and I wish I could stop it from speeding by. August, stay awhile. Don’t hurry on.
By August, the gardens are usually starting to look a little tattered, but this year they still look pretty good. Perhaps it’s because we had such a cool, rainy spring, and everything got a late start.
However, the slugs and snails have been nibbling on the hostas.
Still, they don’t look too bad. Sometimes by this time of year the hosta leaves look like green lace.
For the first time, I planted nasturtiums in the patio garden, and they are thriving. Actually, that’s putting it mildly. It looks as though the nasturtiums are ready to engulf the patio, and woe to those sitting on that side of the table. Feed me, Seymour!
This week the first Black-eyed Susan opened, and there are many more to come.
As is noted on the Better Homes & Gardens website, “Since black-eyed Susan blooms when other summer perennials begin to fade, this plant is a true sign that fall is near.” Even though I love fall, black-eyed Susans are another reason to cherish August.
Various daylilies are still blooming. While they don’t thrive in my shady yard, they do add welcome bursts of color.
This weekend, we will be going to two plays. We will be having a friend over for nibbles and tidbits.
We will hold August close and be outside as much as possible.