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The wildflower season changes

It’s impressive how, abused as my spot of land is from the removal of the pine trees and the stumps, it’s struggling to produce. In early September, a whole new wildflower season begins. I call it the yellow flower time of year. Unfortunately I’m low on yellow flowers. I have only one small stand of black-eyed susans. But I certainly will attend to that in future years. Above: a morning glory

I planted the cosmos. Everything else volunteered.


See the bee?

I have no idea what this is. Maybe my sister knows?

Apparently this poor guy just held on and died.

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