The last tree to bloom at the end of summer is the Crepe Myrtle. Do you have any? There are plenty around here. Mostly pink.
There sure are a lot around here. Finally, the reds. not near as many.
“Summer
dies beautifully, leaving color in its wake.”
I have posted this apartment several times in the past. For every occasion, they really decorate the front. With LOTS of stuff!! In fact, so many things that no one thing really sticks out. It is wildly done! This is for summer.
She does have lovely hanging baskets though. I finally happened to meet her, and she is a very sweet nurse.
· “If everything has a place, nothing gets to wander.”
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“A little disorder keeps a house human.”
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“August dusk feels like warm honey drifting
across the horizon.”
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“Evening in August feels like stepping into a
lantern.”
School started this past Wednesday. And the Big Cow was in the school bus and all ready!
And even an apple for the teacher. Hopefully he won't eat it first.
“Sharpen your pencils
like wands; write your way into wonder.”
I was so excited to spot this house today! It looks like a regular house, but has something special.
Pumpkins on the porch. The first sign of fall I have seen this year!
This little dog was beside them. I believe him to be their guardian. He gets paid in bones.
I would like to know WHY some people grow gorgeous plants, and then hide them away from view!!
Like this lovely Crepe Myrtle is hidden in our neighborhood.
Here is a side view.
We had to drive around and look until we found it!
“She hid it, but it
kept shining through the seams.”
The yard up the street has Turk's Cap Lilies. They point downward like Tiger Lilies.
Their speckles aren’t
random; they act as nectar guides, little dotted maps for pollinators.
The last tree to bloom at the end of summer is the Crepe Myrtle. Do you have any? There are plenty around here. Mostly pink. Next are the w...
