not the last rose

.....but most certainly the last gardenia of summer. I brought it indoors and placed it in a vase on the window sill. Now it fills the house with fragrance.

 Sending all the wrong signals to my brain....

While pumpkins and gourds are on the hearth, and falling leaves come down like rain, my brain is sorting memories of balmy spring nights, singing mockingbirds, trips to the beach and youthful adventures.