On this day the sky was talking and the flowers were listening, they were in fact taking direction from the clouds. Oh I wish I knew what the clouds were saying. I harbour a guess that it was chatter about the fall arrival and what they needed to do to prepare- up until now there was much play in the garden and they did indeed need to prepare for what was coming. Don't worry, they were not in trouble, it happens like this every fall, they are use to it!