I discovered Garden Humour tonight while looking for the lyrics to “I’m a Lonely Little Petunia in an Onion Patch” (long story). I haven’t gotten past the home page, but it looks like the place to go for comic relief.
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.
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