I hope it is okay. I was gone. It rained.
When I got home, I went out in the dark and checked the rain gauge. There was water up to the five inch mark. Is it right? I don't know, but a plastic bucket left out seems to have water to about that same depth standing in it, so maybe it is close.
I have other hopes yet for fall.
I hope for clearer skies, October skies, so that I can plant bulbs this weekend along with a few plants that will do better over the winter if planted in the ground rather than left in pots.
I hope the rain-softened ground gives up the weeds easily, because I plan to pull weeds this weekend, too, and the last of whatever is left in the vegetable garden.
I hope that when I see my red maple in the daylight, its leaves are turning red. Fall, so far, has not been all that colorful, leaf-wise. We could use some stunning fall color.
I hope that the rains have not finished off the asters, like 'October Skies' pictured above, and they'll still have some color on them when I see them in the daylight.
I hope the rains have and will continue to rejuvenate the garden after the dry summer. So far, they seem to be doing that.
I hope that when Halloween comes around, the Halloween Hare shows mercy on my garden, no matter what condition it is in by then. I hope you also believe in the Halloween Hare and will throw a few pieces of candy out in your garden for him to find on Halloween.
I hope you also have fun in your garden this weekend, wherever your garden is and no matter what the weather is.