I wanted something to do just for the fun of it. Something easy; something that doesn’t require a lot of concentration.
So I made these.
The cute little boxes will make nice gifts, once I decide what to fill them with.
I was going to share some wonderful photos of the last of my blooming garden flowers…purple asters.
But there was some shenanigans going on, and I never got to take those photos.
One day I have blossoms, and the next day, they are somebody’s salad.
Nevertheless, I can share a photo of some fabulous fall color.
And a close-up…just because it is so pretty.
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. “
“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” ―
“The tints of autumn…a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.”
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October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came,—
The Ashes, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The sunshine spread a carpet,
And every thing was grand;
Miss Weather led the dancing;
Professor Wind, the band….
The sight was like a rainbow
New-fallen from the sky….
~George Cooper, “October’s Party”
Why am I sharing a photo of the top of one of my pear trees with a blurred clothesline stretched across?
Oh. That’s why! Look who’s in the tree!
The bears have been busy (this is not the same bear that I shared with you in this post).
What a handsome dude he is! He eats like a king!
He’ll be eating apples now. The pear trees are stripped of their treasures until next year’s season of harvest.
*Clicking on a photo will show a larger view.
We meet every fall, but I am always surprised when we meet. This time of year, I know to look around before I decide to catch some Vitamin D and do some yard work.
I know it. But I don’t always do it.
On this day, I had finished taking photos of a sewing project, and thought that I might as well do a little yard work while I was outside anyway.
That’s when I noticed her.
I keep a cautious eye, but I’m not worried. We’ve met before. But this time, I have my camera handy.
What is she interested in?
The pears aren’t ripe yet, but she likes them just the way they are.