This year, my usual late summer gardening has been pre-empted by an enormous and time-consuming illustration assignment. Despite being neglected and left to its own devices while the gardener sits hunched over the drawing table from dawn to dusk, the garden just goes right ahead without me. Things are blooming, whether or not there are witnesses.
The larger beds are cleared, and wait to be spaded and mulched and planted with our winter vegetables. That will happen next week, when my drawing assignment finally comes to its conclusion. But in the smaller beds, an abundant tangle of herbs and flowers shows no sign of slowing down with the end of the season. Here are a few of my late bloomers, in ink and watercolor.