A Very Fine House

I wandered out to a late summer wildflower meadow yesterday to take some pictures of the ever-increasing floral abundance to share for the Bloom Day post, then ran out of energy before I could finish. I'm a day late. Such is the way it is these days.

The tall flower meadows are having a stellar bloom this year. A vision in my head from long ago has finally been turned into a reality. I did what I came to do.

Around back, the Voodoo Lilies, Amorphophallus bulbifer and A. konjac are in full summer leaf. The stink has passed. I do believe that smell attracted a yearling bear to come scout the place. That bear was on my front porch Monday afternoon looking right in the window at me sitting at the computer.

Joe Pye is a major element of high bloom in the late summer garden. It is reaching full color and the butterflies float over the gardens by the dozens.

It's a very fine house and a bountiful garden full of life where I am content to spend my final days. It would just be nice if I felt better.