Solomon’s Gold (solomon’s seal)7
Double Trouble (asters)
Rayed Disc (calendula)
Rainbow and Drops (columbine leaves)
Blue Bright (borage flowers)
Alien Flower (Nigella or Love in a Mist)
Holding Water (mum)
Smooshed (mushroom next to a small railroad track)
Up a Creek Slowly
Rusty Rays (rudbeckia)
Reaped (harvested winter squash and pumpkins)
Dill Burst (dill flower
This month has had me taking more pictures than I have most of the year. While I tried to pick favorites and things that would go well with poetry and thoughts, there were so many I didn’t use. Especially in the last few days because I had a plethora of images worth of posting. So, today, in honor of the end of the Write 31 Days challenge, here is a collection of images I didn’t use, but are so so pretty, I can’t not share them with you.
Thank you so much for hanging out with me this month for autumn pictures. You guys have been the best with your likes and viewing and such. You make it fun to take pictures again.
I’m not terribly inspired with writing a lot, so for today, enjoy this very pink mum that is actually more purple in real life, but came out pink with my camera.
The Playboy rose has been flinging it up and rounding out the year with another round of blooms. The rose has bloomed several times this year, each flush more beautiful then the last. Roses in October, nearly November? It’s a rare treat. The color like the best can-can show. A flashy little number to liven it up a bit.
Can you tell I love my Playboy rose? We now have four plants. Heaven. I’m in heaven.
Ribbons of the Year-
Worn to Nature’s Party once
Then, as flung aside
As a faded Bead
Or a Wrinkled Pearl
Who shall charge the Vanity
Of the Maker’s Girl?
It is 7 months from spring, and only five months till spring, yet the cyclamen is blooming. Sometimes, after being dormant all summer, I think it gets so excited to have cooler, wet weather, that it decides to bloom again. These pale beauties came up a month after the Autumn Crocus. They are more white than pink, though there is the faintest touch of blush. They are lovely and clean.
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you hear, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
Flower in the Crannied Wall by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The columbine is one of my favorite mountain flowers and even though spring is long gone and a long ways away, the plant still manages to put on a show with a plethora or rainbow colors on it’s leaves. I never paid attention to the color change till last year when I was amazed at the fall colors.
Mr. B and I have had this argument about leaving the wild sagebrush plant outside our fence for several years. I want it to stay, he wants it to go. I get why he does. It’s not necessarily a pretty plant. It grows very weedy and is kind of messy. On the plus side, I have figured out that you can prune it down to size and it still flowers. And that is why I want to keep it. The plant blooms late in the season, like, right now. It doesn’t bloom till late September, though most of the time it is in to October before it does. And the plant is rather lovely with that super bright yellow on minty white leaves, or shrub. The other reason I want it? The bees, butterflies and flies love it. There isn’t much around the honeybees like, unless it’s the asters, but they certainly do love the sagebrush.
See them tumbling down,
Pledging their love to the ground!
Lonely, but free, I’ll be found,
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds. –Sons Of The Pioneers – Tumbling Tumbleweeds
Okay, so I’m not talking about tumbleweeds, but it’s late and I’m tired and behind…..
Where Ellen’s hand had taught to twine
The ivy and Idaean vine,
The clematis, the favored flower
Which boasts the name of virgin-bower,
And every hardy plant could bear
Loch Katrine’s keen and searching air.
~Sir Walter Scott – Lady of the Lake
This wild clematis grows just across the street, trailing over the fencing and sometimes climbing into the choke cherries and the locust tree. I have never seen the flowers; I’m not even sure what wild clematis flowers look like. However, every year I see the fluff of seeds; whorls of tails ready to fly off. When they are green they are even more magical. Clematis or Virgin’s Bower, it’s a stunning autumn plant.
I found these bachelor-buttons for the lapel of your gray coat. Come here while I draw the stems through the buttonhole. – Beckoning Trails by Emilie Loring
I couldn’t resist using a line from an Emilie Loring book, who as an author, describes fall so perfectly that it makes me ache to visit the Northeast. That being said, I can’t stress how much I love autumn here. A lot of flowers have fried from a nasty frost/freeze last week, so the flowers are limited to mums, bachelor buttons, calendula, asters and some yarrow. The bachelor buttons always are so, so cheery in the fall, what with the blueish backgrounds and such. I love the clear color of the blue.
I like asters, especially now that we have them all over our yard. They are one of the harbingers of fall and growing up going to the Sierra Nevada mountains, I would see them usually in September. Well, they start around the same time around here, and we usually only have the plain purple ones now. We had some Chinese Asters a few years ago and I have gorgeous photos of them as well, but lately the simple ones are so photogenic.