
Back home, tired but energized

forest floor

a bird of contentment

Look! Storm kites!,
or
The world is full of wonderful creatures.

a moon nest

Breathe deep,
Speak peace.

Summer’s winding down. Pumpkins, chilly fog, hoping those last tomatoes get a chance to ripen before the first frost.

Morning glories have taken over parts of my yard. They’re starting to die off and set seeds, but many vines are still producing blooms every morning.

Dahlias and glads, gifts from other gardens now blooming my mine.
Kate Greenough's daily drawings