I was walking around the farm one chilly, windy autumn day (see also Part 1, posted yesterday) and was in the south field. I pointed the camera across the gravel road to a site which once had a house trailer on it. This is the same site where I've previously photographed baby foxes and heritage roses:
We'd had lots of rain and the pasture was growing mushrooms:
The Pennsylvania Smartweed was red and apparently done for the year. It's an annual, but returns in abundance each summer:
The winter hay supply was lined up and ready. I will begin feeding it out any day now:
I had about 7 giant puffballs spring up along the fence line. I don't much like them as I think they're about as tasty as Styrofoam, but the Amish lady down the road asked if she could pick them and I said yes. I saw she'd left one and walked over to see why. It was truly ugly and kind of deformed, so I guessed it scared her away. I think I'd have passed it by also:
The view across the gravel road and north field to the autumn woods beyond:
I walked along the edge of the gravel road and looked back, past the cattails to my barn:
A few Small White Asters were still blooming:
Almost no New England asters were still in bloom, but I found this one plant. Alas, it must have been hit with a hard freeze because its flowers were small and curled up:
We had a lot of Monarch butterflies this year but apparently this one didn't migrate in time to miss the killing freeze:
I began wondering if there were any other flowers hardy enough to still be blooming and indeed, Bouncing Bet was still going strong beneath the towering Rugosa Roses:
I looked up at the top of the Rugosa Roses and they still had a few flowers on them also. Canada Geese were headed south overhead, the leaves were falling, the nights were freezing - but a few hardy plants were still blooming:
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