Patti Edmon Artist

What's your favorite season? Read on, leave a comment and on October 31st I'll pick (randomly, of course) the winner of a seasonal box of goodies. took a walk the other day and yep, the air had that unmistakable chill, unlike a random cold snap in the summer. the leaves turning, bulbs waiting to be planted and roots going dormant for the winter that are felt more than smelled. unlike the triumphant scents of blossoms carried in the limbs of honeysuckle and rose bushes, mimosas and lilies in spring. Cats curled in nooks and tight against porch railings; I believe they, too, know it will soon be time to go inside, aside from the daily foray into the bright slant of sun that is another sign of fall. the pumpkins laugh, already, at the thought of Halloween, a wild night of surprise and celebration in our neighborhood. the mums almost look out of place, the bright color alongside the browning grass... autumn and spring are my favorite seasons, though they are the hardest on those of...

Fall Plantings The morning just right for planting fall mums, small pink translucent Blooming, just before the rains darken the sky, lighter after the hail storm of acorns drumming against the roof the rhythm of hunt and gather and nest The earth shifts away from summer's yawning oven and into cool nights and pleasant days when breaths are not just another source of damp heat But whispers, down deep in rich soil, where fragrant earthy secrets dormant from another, distant time, begin to grow.