Fall’s Grace

“For the Fall of the year is more than three months bounded by an equinox and a solstice. It is a summing up without the finality of year’s end.” ~ Hal Borland


This blank spot in the perennial bed signals the end of a season, as the Dahlias have been lifted and stored for the winter.


The weather this weekend was beautiful after a stormy start to the week, so Daylilies were divided, bulbs planted,


and giant holes filled in the yards where dogs chase bunnies. Who me?


The light is beautiful in the garden at this time of year.




Although most of the brilliant blossoms have faded away, a few remain and it is as if the sheer warmth of the sun bathes the garden in gold;


it soaks up all the magic that goes on here.


Where big dogs come to find homes,



tiny dogs are nurtured,


blind dogs see that they are surrounded by love,

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and old dogs can sum up their own seasons in sanctuary and peace.




“No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace, as I have seen in one autumnal face.” ~ John Donne


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I am a nascent gardener, rescuer, and photographer, chronicling the journey of the dogs at Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue and Sanctuary near Sacramento, CA - and the Memorial Garden we have devoted to them.

12 thoughts on “Fall’s Grace”

  1. Another beautiful post. I must admit, I’m a softie for an oldie goldie. (I have a 13-year-old and a 9-year-old sleeping at my feet as I type this.) But, the photo of the little pups was adorable . . . . Oh, decisions, decisions . . .

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