We had a premonition of the change of seasons two weeks ago, but since then it has felt like unending summer. Not even a nip in the morning air. Regardless of temperature, the plants and animals judge for themselves. I have had a sasanqua camellia blooming for a week now. They bloom earlier and earlier, but never before the end of October. The summer season was all off for butterflies and caterpillars. I wonder what the fall will bring to the garden.
"Summer's first green is gold. Her hardest hue to hold," wrote Frost. Now all the seasons slide into each other in Florida. Every year is different.
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