August 21, 2013
It's my birthday today.
When I was a kid I disliked having a summer birthday since my friends were all away at summer camp or visiting relatives and I thought if they were around I would surely have a party with 50 people and it would be so awesome. If only.
Now I like having a late August birthday. All the prettiest flowers show up and the party is grander than any I could stage.
Even the roses and clematis that faded after June have come back now to help me celebrate. They are reblooming. Not as profusely, but beautiful and delicate.
The dahlias are a little tattered now, but they have hung around blooming all summer long, just so they would not miss my special day.
And what is a birthday without fireworks? The cardinal flowers timed it so they would go off fiery red just in time for this day.
Except for the fact that I'm getting older, it's a grand day.
You know he loves you when he gets you awesome power garden tools for your birthday: