In the garden

The mornings are already noticeably cooler and unfortunately also darker, which, on the other hand, gives me a chance to watch the bats flying around between the big trees across the road while I pack Del's lunch and make breakfast. I just took advantage of the cool morning and spent a delightful time in the garden, hanging laundry and planting Fall vegetables. I was serenaded by cicadas and surrounded by the scent of honeysuckle and I had a helper - behold Mr. Floyd, the last remaining garden cat (he chased off all the males and the two girls are now inside cats).