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I took this picture early this morning just before dawn broke. I believe this plant is called a “smoke bush.”

The morning air was a nippy 57 degrees with bright blue skies and finally, finally some hope the temperatures were cooling. And they did but only slightly. Tomorrow should be a repeat of today.

Meanwhile the red quill is spent. It’s five and a half inch stalk now lies on the ground, it’s tip propped up by other plants also dying.
#WordlessWednesday: Rain through Chimes
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#WordlessWednesday: Her Spirit Ariseth
LazyBloggerDay: The Heart is a Womb
Lazy Blogger Day: The Pilgrim
My garden’s a haven to what gardeners call “volunteers.” Some are the children of plants we’ve planted over the years and others are pilgrims to my alien shore that I don’t have the heart to starve, rip to shreds, or send out into a stormy sea.
This sunflower took root in a pot containing another plant and grew and grew and grew until it reached the sun.
The stalk is approximately five feet high. But it didn’t squeeze out the other plant. They’re living happily together.
May all your pilgrims be grateful for the protected soil they’re growing in! Even in a crowded pot, there is room to share.
#WordlessWednesday – Veteran’s Day
This is how my grandfather looked before he went to war (WWI). He came back with gaunt cheeks and hollowed eyes and never quite overcame the stomach ailments he returned with.
His name written on the back, probably by his mother or father. This post was inspired by Bruce Goodman’s wonderful story over on Weave A Web. Check it out (but have your hankies on hand).