A glimpse into my little paradise, part 5: late summer.
Now that the mornings are already smelling like autumn and the sun is slightly lower in the sky, my garden is still a little paradise. Anyone who saw the previous' episodes' already knows that life is bustling.
The southern oleanders are still flourishing. Not a shred of autumn in their minds.
They even still form promising buds.
Butterflies flutter around cheerfully.