My husband called out from the garden yesterday — the hummingbird had returned and was buzzing around in a rose of Sharon shrub.
I quickly grabbed a kettle and began boiling water to mix up a sugar solution for the little guy. The hummer stops here in late spring on his way north, and again on his way back south. I also saw a couple of monarch butterflies indulging themselves on a dwarf butterfly bush (Buddleia davidii ‘Nanho Blue’).
Visits from hummers and monarchs mark the end of summer, but not the end of the gardening season. It’s time to scout around for new mums and ornamental cabbages, and when cool air returns, I must repair the stone edging on the air-conditioner bed. It’s not over until the snow flies.
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