
Yesterday, I took a few hundred photographs of the terraces before cleaning up the beds and seeding cosmos for late summer through winter.






























Last night and for much of today, we had high winds and lots of rain. Then, as evening began, the clouds suddenly moved on, and I took this photograph.
Earlier this year, Phil and I bought a rare, perennial canterbury bell and planted it in the garden bed, where we had recently pulled up an echium that had taken over the trail at the top, left of the staircase up the hillside.
This pink one continued to bloom through the summer and mid-fall, growing almost three feet tall and reaching long branches of flowers across its terrace toward the sun.
Its flowers were about twice the size of your thumb and smelled wonderful, like torillas fresh out of the oven.