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First Day Of Fall

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Today is the first day of Fall and, as my husband likes to tell me, the best time of the year. I agree with him somewhat since I love all the Fall colors. However, I still love Spring and seeing everything greening up.


There is something about finding that last bloom on my clematis. Or my pink geranium full of colors once again (just waiting for that deer to return). Even watching my hydrangea slowly turn a dusty rose shade, I know it is time to pull out the Fall decorations and get the porch ready for pumpkins and squash.


I am lucky to live across the street from a farm where we can watch the passing of the seasons by the crops that they plant. The fields have turned brown as the once lush green soybeans dry out. But, I know that it is just a matter of days, and we will see the farm equipment harvesting the beans, and then they will turn around and plow the fields. Most likely planting winter wheat. Yes, always something to see and enjoy. Like the deer and foxes running through the fields to cross the road into our yard. This Summer was the soybeans, and I bet they will plant corn again next Spring. It is important to rotate the crops, and I love how they take care of this beautiful ground.


As I am typing, I am thinking about what color mums I will get this year. I am thinking of reds and rust with a few lavenders to give it a pop! Pinks and lavenders are not often considered Fall colors, but if you watch a sunrise early in the morning, you will see those bits of colors! We are lucky we can choose from so many different plants with those shades in them besides garden mums. Ornamental kale, cabbage, and pansies all give you the colors that will make you happy.


I brought out my giant scarecrow for inside, and when my grandchildren stop by, I hope to have them do a little more decorating outside. Halloween is just around the corner, so we need to be ready. Pumpkins and gourds, pansies, and mums all help make this one of the reasons I love this season. But then, I guess I love all the seasons. Just not snow in the Winter! Sorry, all you snow lovers.

Stephanie Fleming was raised at Behnke’s Nurseries in Beltsville. Her Mom, Sonja, was one of Albert & Rose Behnke’s four children. She was weeding from the moment she could walk and hiding as soon as she was old enough to run, so many weeds, so little time. Although she quickly learned how to pull out a perennial and get taken off of weed pulling duty.

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