It would be remiss of me not letting you go strolling when the meadows are in peak bloom. My bones are weary so I must let you wander on your on. Click on a picture for the slide show.
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
And The Garden Bloomed On
It is dry, dry, dry, and drier. There is a slight chance of rain in the next 48 hours. I sure hope some wet finds me. The Tall Flower Meadow blooms on, though signs of a struggle are getting more noticeable.
It would be remiss of me not letting you go strolling when the meadows are in peak bloom. My bones are weary so I must let you wander on your on. Click on a picture for the slide show.
It would be remiss of me not letting you go strolling when the meadows are in peak bloom. My bones are weary so I must let you wander on your on. Click on a picture for the slide show.
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It is dry here too. Everything is looks rusty.
SO beautiful, in spite of no rain! This looks pretty wonderful to someone living in Texas!
Lisa, a rusty patina is growing here. We are headed into scary dry.
It might look a bit more like Texas after the first round of hard freezes. That has its own kind of beauty.
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