Fall In The Valley

Autumn has arrived

but don't tell the flowers.

They think it's spring.

The trees know it's not.

Today

We are dry.

The only moisture that graces us is the dew. 

 We are grateful for that and admire the beauty.

while we pray for rain.

Autumn...

is undressing for winter,

although some colors still hold on.

Protected mums remind us of the beauty

that will be again.

One sweet potato plant yields much,

but the ground is hard and dry for digging.

The winter radishes are almost gone

and the snow peas are eaten by deer.

The sunrises are beautiful

showing bare trees.

The  plants dressed in frost,

dream of spring.

Marcy's Flowers

...waiting for frost.

My Sisters' Flowers

No words needed.

Marcy's Bouquet

The Golden Rod has flourished this year. I do not remember it being this beautiful for a long time, I guess it was all that wonderful rain. Marcy has a bed of various flowers along the front of her house. The Golden Rod was blocking access to the steps, safe access anyway since we do have the occasional snake.

Beverly clipped them back and placed this awesome bouquet in an antique washtub next to the house. Gorgeous!