it is still July but the season has changed
and rabbits have had their way with my garden
raping and pillaging as they went
a castle over run
and I am left a distressed damsel
after the dragon has lost interest
and flown away
leaving only singed bones
of caladiums and daisies
such is a fairy tale from a summer afternoon
when the air has softened
and summers heat has turned down a notch
and the only dragons in the garden
fly on gossamer wings
schooling thru the soon to be autumn
air
thecourseofourseasons 
Gorgeous!
And those wascally wabbits – ours have yet another batch of babies running amok in the neighborhood. Little furry locusts, the lot of them!
Went out to water and found the remains of my poor flowers – oh well – I may get out there in the morning early and pull out the rest – leave it fallow for a season. It was pretty for a month or so – wascally wabbits!