Goldenrod continues to march across the countryside, warning all and sundry of cooler weather to come:
Baby-fine wild grasses drift like rosy smoke over the green of the fields:
Clouds of small white asters look up to the sun:
The hot pale skies of summer are beginning to give way to the deeper blue of approaching autumn.
Sun shining through a Favourite Tree:
At my feet grow chickweed with its tiny white flowers, unwelcome in the garden but somehow appropriate here in the open...
...and the delightfully-named Butter-and-eggs, a wild member of the snapdragon family:
Honeysuckle berries gleam brightly:
At the pond, three Canada geese stand stiffly to attention, keeping a wary eye on the human with the camera:
Blue vervain waves sinuous green flower spikes studded with the tiniest of lavender blossoms:
Looking up the frilly trunk of a river birch:
Milkweed pods at the edge of the prairie restoration project:
False sunflower (I think), with a small grasshopper:
Speaking of grasshoppers, the trail is lively with them. At every step, they shoot off like small green fireworks around my feet.
Around the corner, a hickory nut bides its time, waiting for the big jump:
Dark-red seeds of a wild grass, like a spray of minute rosebuds in my hand:
I think these tiny blossoms might be White Sweet Clover:
Back in the grass near the edge of the pond grow ruffle-edged mushrooms...
...and round-headed taupe-coloured ditto:
My circuit of the prairie restoration project is complete; it's time to head for home.
A good walk on a beautiful day. Maybe fall won't be so bad after all.... :)
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