On a morning run at Willowmere Park I passed a stunning display of thistles. I walked back for a closer look and found more to see than just weeds. The hummingbird moth was a bonus but the bindweed so entranced me I failed to focus on the last of the pokeweed berries, although they’re a favorite sight for me since Harold S told me about them. Don’t know what the puffballs are.
Autumn
Rhys’s Christening
Thanksgiving at Judy’s
Dave, Davey, Rachel and Judy, Luka, Alex, Edwin and Sandy, Mike and Becky
Kiski Junction Railroad
Taking tea
Our Pittsburgh/Niagara trip
Our rose
Our rose is still with us, despite having suffered a one-inch rainfall and then a number of frosts. This may be my last rose picture of the year, because right afterwards, Jammer knocked off a half-dozen petals with a swipe of her tail.
Found some leaves
Dylan. Photo by Erin and Sheara on Facebook.
Halloween’s this weekend
Looks like we won’t have to decorate the gate this year.
We also had some pretty good cobwebs in our woods this morning.
By the way, that word we couldn’t remember the other day was turnbuckle.
Gareth and Nancy in the blue bench garden
