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It's been a HOT summer, period.
And so, as we transition into the gentler days of autumn I share with you the last few flowers of summer........
The goldenrod is yellow,
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian's bluest fringes
Are curing in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges haunt their harvest,
In every meadow's nook;
And asters by the brookside
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all those lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer.
September ~ Helen Hunt Jackson 1830-1885
Bouncing Bet, Soapwort
Purple Passionflower
Yarrow
Joe Pye Weed
Blue Lettuce, Aster
Queen Anne's Lace
Black Eyed Susan
Heavenly Blue: Morning Glories
