It is still moist and lush out here where the sky meets the earth.
The yellow clover dominates the countryside.
But signs of the approaching autumn are becoming more common.
The dragon flies are mating in their last day or so of life.
The tent caterpillars are silking the berry bushes.
The Western Salsify has ballooned into seed and the wild grasses
such as this crested wheat are gone to seed as well.
The field birds are fattening themselves on the fruitful abundance.
More and more of the old building is embraced by the soil.
I'll be back and share what I find over the next horizon.
Until then ... Happy Trails.