The field behind our house is golden and the barley will soon be ready for harvest. The air has that late summer feeling. We see trucks loaded with cut wood coming down from the high mountains, flocks of blackbirds gather in the trees and there are small patches of yellow leaves which have just begun to appear in the aspen. But it's not over yet! The hollyhocks are still standing tall and are in full glory. Each tissue paper blossom is perfect. The sweet peas are climbing up the windmill and are blooming in pink and purple, red and orange. Every day I pick a small, fresh bouquet of sweet peas because soon the snow will fly and I will miss these delicate, old-fashioned flowers.
What do you cherish most about these last few days of summer?
Hi Leslie. Your flowers are just lovely! I was noticing this morning that the air was a little crisp, but only for a bit and then it warmed right up. A few more weeks and then the crispness will last longer into the day and the leaves will start to turn. Thanks for sharing a little of your summer pretties. =)
ReplyDeleteBlessings... Polly