jillington

By jillington

Late season Hostas

It was the perfect day, weather-wise. I spent it outside mowing, weeding and watching the bees make a frenzied stab at gathering whatever pollen is left. The migratory birds all seem to be gone so all I heard, really, was the rustling of the changing leaves and the buzz of Katydids.

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