Monday, September 30, 2019


...was eventful.

From mists and mellow fruitfulness, and flowers for the bees, it progressed to surgeries for the Aged P, and scary medical news for a most beloved family member. There was a lot of crying and praying. While the tears have (mostly) receded, the need for prayer remains.

Writing isn't usually a problem for me, but tonight the words don't want to come. So I'll just post my photos, with a few captions, and hope for better things next month.

Hoary Vervain

Rowan berries - this is the only rowan tree I've ever seen here

Sandhill cranes transitioning from brown summer plumage to grey winter plumage

Can you spot the cranes in the mist?

Beggar-ticks, a member of the aster family

The fields are changing colours

Serrano peppers in the garden with cycling laundry in the background

Verbena and marigolds in the garden

The last sunset of the month

My goal for the 2019 cycling season was to ride over 1000 miles, something I haven't done since 2013. Tonight I passed that mark. I'm so grateful for my bike, for the beautiful Wisconsin countryside, and for the health to ride.

I hope you had a lovely September.

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