Looking east as the sun is setting behind me can be almost as lovely as looking west. My sunsets here are mostly hidden from view by the forest. I don't mind. This was last night before the frost. Clicking on photos enlarges them.
This volunteer hardy ageratum, Eupatorium, came up amid some volunteer heritage tomato plants which grew where I threw some rotting tomatoes last fall. They did so well in that spot that I'll leave some of their fruits there now for next year and hope.
Sunrise this morning.
Kit in an extremely rare quiet moment. Helga always said that trying to take a photo of a puppy, especially an Icelandic, is like trying to capture the wind. Too true. I get lots of photos of her, virtually all of them are bad.
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