August is usually the time of year where I just let the garden go for awhile. Its hot and humid. The weeds are huge. I run out of energy. Soon September will arrive and my motivation will return. In the meantime, here are some glimpses into the garden wearing its August colors.
My Dad’s dahlias – I think he got the first tubers 65 years agoA bouquet of pink dahliasLigularia, hosta, heuchera, and a bright red hibiscus in the backgroundAn oriole on the grape jelly feederPhlox, black eyed susans, coneflowers, dahlias, astilbe, sedum, lamb’s earsBirdbaths, iris and budding alliumOne half of the crevice garden……the other halfA squirrel lounging on top of the bluebird houseComfrey, marigolds, sedums, one last daylily, zinneasThe meadow – mostly goldenrod and phlox with asters to come. The plants are so tall that the bluebird house on its 5 ft. post is almost obscuredA huge bullfrog surprised me – it was as big as my hand
Cooler weather is forecast, so perhaps I will get out into the garden later this week.
Gramma Penny's Garden 
the squirrel cracked me up 🤣
the flowers of August are such little survivors