It’s not over ‘till…
the autumn equinox. Summer that is, but this morning the mist rolled in and left its dew on the spider’s webs.

But the foxgloves still show it’s summer. Just out of the picture are a dozen male Goosanders.

… what’s occurin’ …
the autumn equinox. Summer that is, but this morning the mist rolled in and left its dew on the spider’s webs.

But the foxgloves still show it’s summer. Just out of the picture are a dozen male Goosanders.
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In the wild flower meadow nature has collapsed the daffodils overnight. Slowly, imperceptibly, the daffs are waking as the sun warms them.
… one of the most enjoyable parts of the day is the early morning wander around the garden, just listening to the […]