Think I snapped about 240 photos this past weekend at the farm. So many pretty things just beginning their show. And while I love a pretty flower garden, I have been drawn to the structural parts of the garden lately. The rustling grasses that were so lush and full all summer and stood by while the flowers got their attention, are now the focus.
When the sun shines just so, they are truly beautiful, golden and crackley in a gentle breeze.
And some of them have grown very, very tall. The grasses that is.
The branches of this bush-like tree is a natural trellis for fall gourds to grow up. We couldn’t really see that they were even there until the leaves began falling a couple weeks ago. When the gourds dry up we stomp them to release the seeds back into the ground to ensure more grow next year.
They hang like Christmas ornaments. Some are so high they can’t be reached. But that’s ok. They will become ornaments when the season changes.
This very heavy, bumply gourd (though it may be a squash) was not hanging in the tree. Now it is decorating the porch.
Happy, happy Wednesday!
(Ok M, how many super-speller words did I use today?)