This time next week, I'll be winging my way to Paris via NYC. And I'll be gone for three weeks, doing this, that, and the other in France. I'm sure I'll never have another traveling year like this one. I certainly never have had before.
Meantime, August has happened here at home. August, the month of gladioli and other exuberant flowers:
Though these gladioli didn't come from my garden, today's post at Making a Mark, spurred me to show you photos of my garden as it looks today, miraculously revived after a couple of brief showers last week and many recent hours of weeding and grooming by me and my buddy Lisa.