So long, summer! It seems like just yesterday I was complaining about the heat, and now it's over. The last couple of years, summer has departed like a criminal skipping bail instead of the gentle segue we used to get between seasons. Now I go to bed in summer and wake up to fall. I am feeling a little defiant about it, though, so here are a couple of summer flowers. I am not quite ready to let go yet.
Here's the whole flower. I wish I knew what it was, but I forgot to ask.
This one is a hollyhock, and it's not precisely red, but I feel like it's close enough.
Those last few were a throwback to midsummer. Now I guess I have to stop the denial and post a few from more recently. These are some wild rose hips that I will go harvest after we get a good frost.
In this next one I was just trying to capture some of the plants that grow along the edge of the slough, but when I looked at it at home, I noticed that the blackberry canes have their lovely fall hue.
This one isn't really a picture of red, unless you count the handle of my clippers at the top of the hill. I am just including it to show how good I've been about not walking on uneven ground. Nobody tell my doctor!
I'll close my little equinox post with a shot of a lovely rotting barn that I pass frequently but had never stopped to photograph until today. I really want to explore inside it, but I fear it might collapse on my head. Also, there's the whole it's not my property thing.
Those are my autumnal reds for today, except for those that were shot in the summer, but I am pretty sure we agreed to overlook that. Happy equinox, everyone! It's going to get dark soon.