I Am Happy Simply to See That Last Year's Perennials Reseeded to Bring Forward Another Round of Blooms in Celebration of Yet Another Year

I love perennials. Not only the ones you divide and separate for additional locations, including those of neighbors yards, but for the seeds that drop and provide additional flowers a year later simply to celebrate the cyclical nature of life. I planted several variations of cosmos and although I harvest 1,000s of seeds to another year, the resurrection occurred simply from the ones I didn't harness, especially in locations that I've typically planted annuals. The onset of way too much rain has been kind to the Mt. Pleasant gardens.

Speaking of rain, we were forecasted to have 12 hours of liquid fall from Connecticut skies, although we've only had a few sprinkles on the Saturday that just was. Still, I used the gray (and cold) to work on writing projects that are in the making and eventually found time to get to a walk with the dogs and eventually a road trip to visit Pam, her grands, and the pupperdoodle that is getting his sea legs down on Walnut Beach.

I'm going to use this 2nd day of weekend gray to read, to reflect, and to continue the composing processes until I find the right time to get outdoors for another walk (who, by the way, is accompanied by two dogs that seem to live the leashed-life with the greatest joy - both loving the wandering and meandering through streets of Stratford...squirrels, birds, rabbits, other dogs, and scooter bikes as obvious distraction of canine distraction).

Ah, Fathers, here's to your day...here's the love the family, younger generations, and a dedication to man-up for parental responsibilities. 

May the day find everyone in peaceful contemplation and absolute joy of life's cycles and all their complications.