What do you see?

I decided to investigate further the changes in nature, in my own back yard. Signs of Autumn's progression, if you will. I took some photos and  thought I would share with you what I see. I hope you will share with me and comment what you see. You could also take photos of your yard and share your view.   I would love that...

 I found a Morning Glory has bloomed. I had harvested most of the seeds a few weeks ago. I saw some of the plant remained,after Hurricane Irene and let it be. I was so stunned to see it flower again.  I see stars, when I see these flowers, how they rise with the sun and set at noon. Their magic is influenced by a huge star, our sun. Their cousin the Moonflower opens at night, big gorgeous white trumpet blooms.

 

I see the mood of autumn's pigment, against an endless blue sky.  What else...the layers of Mother Nature's mixed media painting.  The dots, colors swirling and  blurring the outline of the veins. Layers upon layers creating a magical effect. 

What do you see?   I see a Gerbera daisy, that still wants to stand proud in the sun.  She has fanned out her petals and allowed spiders to make a home, among her graceful bloom. There are little wisps of spider's rug spread throughout her frilly petals.  It is as if, she is throwing her arms open to welcome these crafty critters, to reside for awhile and partake of the view.

What do you see?  I see Mother Nature's twins conjoined together with a white, fluffy dandelion seed, taking a much needed rest. It is a breezy day and warm, this seed has stopped for a lay over before the next take off.  The acorn crowns are on my trampoline, there are so many layered on top they look like nature's (Hersey)kisses.  We have to sweep it off before we can bounce.  There is always one brave soul who wants to jump in the middle and try to fling them off.  Did you know this about dandelions? 

"The dandelion is called the rustic oracle; its flowers always open about 5 A.M. and shut at 8 P.M., serving the shepherd for a clock." Source: Folkard (448. 309), from "The Child and Childhood in Folk-Thought," by Alexander F. Chamberlain

 What is the view in your back yard, as Fall gracefully arrives?