IN THIS FLEETING TIME before winter arrives, I find myself drawn to end-of-the-season blooms. And plenty remain, clinging to summer past, attaching to autumn present, but some already ceding to the inevitable cold and snow yet to come.
Even as days grow shorter and nightfall presses dark upon the land, these flowers remain. And I delight in them wherever they stand, bend into the wind, catch the light of the morning and evening sun.
Most surprising, perhaps, are the roses that linger. I dip my nose close, expecting the heady scent of perfume, only to be disappointed. They smell ever so faint, a scent barely noticeable.
Zinnias flash color, a beacon for monarchs.
Sedum and seed heads and sunny yellow flowers all cozy together, some spent, some still determined to survive as the season shifts toward winter.
I feel this sense of urgency to focus my eyes on flowers, to imprint upon my memory their glorious beauty. And so I wander among the blooms and dying blooms in the Rice County Master Gardeners Teaching Gardens in Faribault.
I love this oasis on the Rice County Fairgrounds next to the historical society. It offers a peaceful respite just off heavily-trafficked Second Avenue where vehicles rush by, their drivers seemingly unaware of the nearby gardens.
But I long ago discovered this spot. Perfect for a picnic. Perfect for wandering. Perfect for photographing flowers. Perfect for reflecting and learning and enjoying. I’m grateful for every volunteer who lovingly tends this garden so I can come here. Sit. Walk. Photograph. Snapshot the scene for future reference.
When winter comes with its wind and deep-freeze cold and snow, I will remember the pink roses, the bold brown-eyed susans, the grass glowing in the sunlight.
And when winter drags on, I will remember this place and how, when spring arrives, the perennials will resurrect and pop through the earth. I will remember, too, how seeds sown in the soil will sprout and push green shoots through the earth to leaf and blossom and bring me summer joy.
© Copyright 2025 Audrey Kletscher Helbling
Minnesota Prairie Roots 
Your Monarch on a zinnia photo is a classic! The flowers will be leaving us now. 🌻🙁 But that means I can start looking forward to seeing them again in the Spring. 🙂
Yes, the days of blooms are numbered. 😦
Lovey post, Audrey. ❤
Thank you, Penny.
so beautifully said. and shown. we can hold these memories in the hardest times ahead in the coming season
Given our long winters, it’s important to remember that the flowers will bloom again.
Yes
Beautiful 🙂 I love getting outside into nature as well as my backyard. I did that this past weekend and did a little cleanup. I cannot believe how many Agave pups that have come up. I think the mister is growing a pineapple farm with almost 10 of those in the backyard. Happy Day – ENJOY!
A pineapple farm? Love that. What a beautiful yard you must have filled with plant and animal life.
We grow (3) citrus varietals, (2) olive varietals, and pineapples. We have plenty of plants to produce buds, berries, and flowers for the birds, bees, butterflies, dragonflies too. Then the possums come in for control and clean up – ha!
Marvelous! Do you know Tuesdays on the Tall Grass Prairie?
Thank you. I don’t, but will look up Tuesdays.
I love to see the roses…and am also disappointed when they have no fragrance. Nice pictures from the Master Gardeners Teaching Garden.
It’s such a lovely garden. One of my favorite places to visit in Faribault.
We’ll probably be dreaming about these pretty flower photos in a few of months.
Yes, we will!
Beautiful flowers! Will we have snow by this time next week? You never know this time of year.
Oh, no, please, not snow yet. But you never know.
Lovely photos!
Thank you, Colleen, for appreciating my flower images.
Your pictures are lovely as always. Thanks for sharing.
You are welcome.