The other night, the Sun Flower night, I opened my front door to an ominous and beautiful east.
Which inspired a walk along my old farm road, camera in hand, to see what I could find. The west was still bathed in golden light.
I have no idea why the gourd is sticking straight up. Perhaps a call to all neighbors? "Take what you want!"
I adore this view.
It's time to be deadheading all the flowers, and we must not forget to deadhead ourselves if need be. My best friend in D.C. told me that instead of doing homework she went and got a hair cut. I thought that was just what I needed, too. Here you go, Rose.
~ Red Clover