See you in September .. Summer’s over ~

This photo is of the ‘Giant Hybiscus’ that grows here in my garden in the Bronx.


‘Our fear of death is like our fear that
summer will be short, but when
we have had our swing of pleasure,
our fill of fruit,
and our swelter of heat,
we say we have had our day.’
– John Donne, 1620

This past weekend, the cool breezes let me know .. the seasons are changing .. Summer is at a close and the days are getting shorter.. the summer flowers are all gone .. the Autumn flowers are ready to be picked ..

The Tree Hydrangea are my favorites and they just about have the tinge of pink .. I cut a bunch this weekend .. the are the best for dry arrangements.

End of summer veggies were tossed into a pot this weekend ..  as the weather was cool .. I made my version of ‘chili a la Roe’ :

saute garlic in extra virgin olive oil
Cube 2 -yellow squash, 3 -purple baby egg plant
dice up 2 sweet red pepper
add some organic chicken broth
1 can of organic tomatoes
1 can of red kidney beans
1 can of water chestnuts (cut up)
salt, pepper, cayenne pepper, chili powder, nutmeg to taste ..
let simmer for about an hour or so, covered

Enjoy.! with nice crusty bread or over quinoa (which is how I love it) . And don’t be afraid to improvise with your own ideas to this dish .

Articles ~

It’s back to school time .. so, this article was timely ..

‘For Young & Old, the Best Ways to Study’
by Tara Parker-Pope – September 07, 2010

As students around the country go back to school and hit the books, scientists are offering new insights into the best ways to study and learn ..

An interesting article on Alzheimer’s
by Gina Kolata – August 12, 2010

With the weather getting cooler, the windows are going to be closed .. its time to diffuse some of your favorite blends:

Visit our : Diffuser Blends page

And now that it is getting dark earlier .. the Himalayan
Salt Crystal Lamps are just  soothing and cozy, bringing a warmth into your room.

Himalaya Salt Crystals

End Quote:

‘Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone:
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.’
– Thomas Moore, The Last Rose of Summer, 1830

‘There comes a time when Autumn asks,
“What have you been doing all Summer?”

– til next time,