My garden is tired, just like me at the end of the summer. We have had weekly torrential downpours allowing me to feel less guilty about my neglect. Amazingly, the tiny hummingbird finds the small yellow blossoms on the zinnia and is able to make a small meal.
His balance and focus are superb and he does not miss one blossom.
And as if to remind me not to pull up the plants another animal comes by and uses up what is left.
I will just let them tidy everything up for a few more weeks.