It’s that time of year once again. A nostalgia, a sense of melancholy. Remembrances of past glory. Yes, it’s time to start letting our summer plants, our garden experiments, the joyful blooms of the season, go – like rolling the credits at the end of a movie. It’s time to let the greenery turn brown and drop off. To clip off the dead stalks. To wait silently for the leaves to change color, which they will inevitably. And then they too will morph from bright colors to coppery browns before they’ll drop and become . . . . well, mulch.
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