August gave us cool days dressed in flannel and comforter nights . . . the coolest August I can recall since my transplanting to New Eng...

Bid farewell to July with a stroll through the gardens still shimmering in white . . . more mature blooms . . . some nearly fading . . ....

I am offering a rather long, mostly silent, walkabout but one that promises a flora and fauna feast for the senses. Plenty of textures t...