Inspired by the mornings' cool dampness, and the tractor full of jack o'lanterns that we harvested on Monday, and the crisp wild apples that are falling up the hill, I'm thinking ahead.

I might be akin to the drugstores that start selling Christmas decorations on November 1st, but I'm so excited for Fall and its palette. And its flavors, and its smells, and its knitting. . .

And the flowers support my enthusiasm. This black and orange bouquet happened quite by mistake; I was just looking for the freshest flowers in the garden, and they presented themselves in shades of pumpkin and turning leaf.

So bring on the cider, but let's wait on the frosts, okay?

Late August: Wildflowers of Troy

On a short walk down Jacob and Eagle Streets, in the course of a few minutes and blocks, this subtle spectrum:

I had been complaining that late August's wild flora was lacking, that the beautiful hues of early summer were more lush and vibrant, and that the end of the season was upon us. But I was obviously mistaken. Check it out!

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