When we put in our garden, I asked my knowledgable friend Niko for a list of suggestions. Near the top of her list was Amelanchier grandiflora, or Serviceberry. It's now at the top of mine.
When our neighbor heard of the Night of the Marauding Raccoons, she offered us one of her chickens as they'd bought too many in the spring, when the chicks are irresistible and tiny. Beatrice is a Buff Brahma, a large breed known for being gentle, good egg-layers with distinctive feathers on their feet.
The knobby, bumpy quince is the last of the fruit to be harvested and a sure sign that Autumn has arrived.
The cyclamen have started blooming! While it doesn't feel like winter, it's a sure sign that winter is on it's way.
With the fall rains coming, we finally dug up the rest of the potatoes. These Yellow Finns are delicious and I'm a convert to giving a bit of space in the garden to potatoes as they're so much better than anything in the store.
Why even bother growing a garden? There is plenty to eat in the parking strips, in the empty lots, and alleys. You just need to know what to look for.
Along with seeing posters for Bumbershoot around town, you know that Autumn is on the way when the Black-eyed Susans start to bloom.