Fall in Laguna

Mosaic Monday

The garden has some weak blooms.  The heat and the Santa Ana winds
are taking their toll.

I have surrendered to the morning glory vine.  My garden is not resisting any more.
My home will soon not be mine.  

Here's to new beginnings.  Getting there is half the fun.  My garden was a neglected solid dirt hill of
waist high weeds.  A blank canvas.  When I look at what has grown so happily it gives me great joy
and pleasure to pass it on.