It is, without a doubt, the most beautiful day of fall here so far. It is cool and the sky is a deep blue, completely unblemished by clouds. Not that I think of clouds as being blemishes and not that I wouldn't want to see some bringing rain but one must be grateful for the beauty one has and so I am for this sky today which I would call a sapphire blue, if I had to compare it to a jewel. Which I don't. But I want to.
There are so many wild flowers which bloom here in the fall. Far more than in spring, actually. So I took a few of their pictures today with my always handy phone camera WHICH I NOW CARRY IN A BACK POCKET!
I have no idea what this little bush is, but it's so pretty.
Here's the old cemetery which is hidden from the road. It's about as big as a pocket and looks sorely neglected these days. I have no idea who maintains it.
Here's a beautiful blooming of Pyracantha, the berries of which remind me of tiny pumpkins. Supposedly, the leaves were dried and used in a tea by the Native Americans. A vision-quest tea. I keep thinking I'll try it but so far, I have not.
Here's the fally-down house which I wrote about here a long time ago. One of my favorite posts, to tell you the truth.
One of these days it's going to collapse under its weight of old leaves, rot, vines and years. It will.
Here's the very last part of my walk when I'm almost home. This tree always, ALWAYS makes my heart happy and directs my eyes upwards.
I call it the man-woman tree. Because, well, look:
And now I am home and Jessie is drowsing on the couch. She had the most amazing day and evening yesterday and didn't get home until after 2 a.m. In a most fortuitous turn of events, her oldest childhood girlfriend delivered her first child last night and Jessie got to be with her and her husband at the hospital for the labor and birth. The baby, a boy, weighed 10 lbs, 4 oz and Molly, the mama, had him with no drugs for pain relief at all. I cannot tell you how proud I am of this girl, this very-much-now-a-woman, whom I have known for her entire life. She is the niece of my darling Lynn who died a few years ago and Lynn would be so proud of her too. Jessie showed me the pictures of the boy right after he was born and not only is he a brawny, handsome lad, he also has a full head of very long hair. Jessie said that Molly declared, "I have given birth to a toddler!" and so she did.
It's a good morning. A beautiful day. I am going to plant some more in the garden. It is too beautiful outside to spend any more time inside than I must.
I hope it's beautiful where you are too.