Like Blue Asters

Go wander among blue asters.

Fine Produce Happened

Let's walk up to the roadside.

No hurry. We can rubberneck along the way.

The grasses are in full bloom. The grasses have begun to self sow. It took a decade for that to happen. My suspicion is the first killing frosts are coming late enough now for them to make viable seed.

It's in there, one roadside vegetable garden where fine produce happens.

My vegetable garden is a little wild. I let fun things bloom and go to seed.

Row crops and feral crops mingle. I mostly just watch and harvest what happens.

This year we have a nice crop of beets.

I was surprised by the number of nice looking and nice sized feral parsnips.

There will be rainbow carrots.

There will be NO okra. The okra crop was a failure. There was no heat this year. There was hail and rain and lots of clouds. There are taters to dig and squashes already lining the shelves of the root cellar. Tomatoes were eaten. Then the tomatoes got the late blight in hurricane waters.

Then it rained some more and I went back inside.

Before Added Hurricane Waters

I went for a slow stroll yesterday evening camera in hand, vaguely aware more hurricane waters were on the way. The Tall Flower Meadow is in peak bloom.

The hurricane waters arrived in the night and it has has been raining light and steady since.

Good thing I went for a walk yesterday.

A wet Tall Flower Meadow is not all that enjoyable.

A gentle rain pushes down.

In this year of ugly leaves, the Tall Flower Meadow is standing tall, so far, for a landscape that wants to bend or break - weathers depending.

A gentle rain pushes down. A light fluff and dry will stand things back up a little lower than before. The tops are heavy with bloom now. That is how things work. 

Gravity. A gentle rain pushes down.

Why Not

The Tall Flower Meadow is coming into peak bloom on the Autumn equinox.

Might as well go for an evening stroll.

Forgive me if I show the same view again and again. The bloom and colors are changing by the day. Trust me.

It would be rude of me not to share the Tall Flower Meadow in peak bloom.

We wait all year for this.

Blue asters.

They are not all blue. There is a large amount of aster in white.

The hole digger is back. I get the feeling they enjoy a freshly mowed lawn.

The critter cam has been relocated to see if I can capture an image of this digging beast.

A big soccer ball sized paper wasp nest hanging low in a viburnum was dismantled. It was only a matter of time. There could be a connection.

Tune in again. The mystery digger may soon be revealed. Can a pig really be that tidy? Do they prefer a freshly mowed lawn? These and other questions are why I bought the critter cam. And Get Off My Lawn!

The Blue Asters Join In

All of a sudden the season changed. It felt like the flip of a switch.

The 40 degree low was one thing.

The big change I really noticed was the quality of the light. A rare full sun day occurred and half the garden was already in shade most of the day.

The sun has sunk low in the sky. My trees have grown taller in the last decade.

That is the signal for the blue asters to begin.

Blue asters in blue light.

No wonder it can be so difficult to capture the true colors of the blues.

The bloom of the blue asters has begun to sweep across the meadows while Joe Pye and Goldenrod still have their color. It doesn't always happen that way. They can miss each other in peak bloom.

You really have to be here to see it.