September 28, 2018

It finally bloomed!

The leaves are definitely falling, more so on some tress than on others.

This was my walk to a field nearby. Isn't beautiful?

This is the same field. The hill on the very right edge is our hill. 

Apparently, crops didn't do too well this year in this field. 

Beans

If only my friend could have known the things I was doing while I talked to her on the phone.

I watched this hawk eat his snack. 

Then Lydia came out to show off her new dress. 

It's pretty cute, isn't it? She made it all by herself. 😉

Yes, with her turban on her head. 

Recently, we began to fix up things around our house, like this path that used to be hardly visible. 

It took a lot of work to haw the crushed concrete down. 

These last three pictures have been edited because it was so dark, you could hardly see Lydia, but I liked them. I don't like to edit, and I'm not very good at it, as you can tell. 

They're kinda cute though. 

Just Before Fall Began...

I went for a walk...

After falling down the stairs and feeling very achy and stupid. I guess I'm getting old. 

Home is a nice place to be, but not for too long, and this is the way we leave. 

That's a good one to kill. 

Roadside weeds. 

The famous walnut tree. 

Tenacity. 

September yellow. 

As you may know, I really love butterflies, and I enjoyed capturing this one in the bean field. 

I love morning glories. 

Fielding sort of like a farm girl. 

I really like morning glories. 

I think one of the reasons is simply because of their name: Morning Glory. It reminds me that God's mercies are new every morning. 

Look at all of them. 

I think the purple ones are my favorites. 

Some other little flowers. 

Aren't they so dainty?

Moss is delightful, especially after a lot of good rain. 

So lush and moist. 

Like a big green carpet. 

It seems that autumn just jumped out at us. 

I think it's beautiful. 

A mug of very sweet earl grey. Mom made it the night before, forgot about it, sweetened it very heavily, and gave it to me the next morning. 

Dirty Girl

After the flooding went down in our parts last Monday, I went for a little bike ride. It was rough going: tiny bike with bad breaks, got chased by a vicious dog, got super muddy, and turned into a sweat heap. Anyhow, glad I did it.

The creek, though it had gone down considerably, was still a rushing clay bath. 

Me on the tiny bike getting stuck in the clay in the drenched bean field. 

The upper Mount Pleasant Creek along the bean field. 

Bike, sandals, and myself looking rather red. 

Through the bamboo, you could see where the rushing torrential creek had wiped out the leaves and even some bamboo along the bank. 

Just hours before, Lydia and I had stood right there with water up to our ankles. I'd say the water rose four to five feet in places. 

Chased

The clouds growing in size and darkness. 

Shiny bean plants under a very hot sun. 

The farm road

Horse and barn with those clouds growing in the background. 

A wonderfully hot outing. 

A field. 

Those clouds were beginning to look quite foreboding. 

I decided it was time to hurry on home. 

The storm seemed to be chasing me, and I heard thunder in the clouds nearby. But as you can see, the sun in front of me was still bright and very warm. 

Interestingly enough the storm never actually hit us.