Yup, it’s here. Time to change the wardrobe. That’s what nature is doing, right?
Kind of a melancholy time. All that stuff that gets left behind.
But still, it has its moments.
So we stick around for a while. Right?
RIGHT?
Fall Has Fallen
Things Left Behind
Sometimes we mean to come back to them, even when we know they might not be there when we come back
Sometimes we’re just done
or resting
Sometimes it’s just not right
and other times it can’t be helped
Yes, it’s really Fall now, here in the Northern Hemisphere. Almost time for some things to close, but not yet
(Actually — disclaimer notice — this park is in Florida. I suppose it only closes when the winds come. Well, sometimes life is like that too. )
What Was Old Is New Again
A favorite aunt brought me to the first second-hand store I ever went to. We had to drive quite a distance to find it. In our rural area, if you were done with something, you just gave it to somebody else. It was quite amazing to find you could just go out to a store and find treasures. These photos were take outside Circa, one of my favorite treasure hordes.
And this is the item I would have bought, had I the money or space for it. I likes these bowls too.
and this
and I was tempted (as always) to go inside.
But this is what I really would have bought. Doesn’t it look comfy? 
Learning From More Than Books
The children whose school garden this is have been learning something more than reading and writing. Yesterday, thanks to a friend, I was able to visit and see 
what they’ve been growing in a beautiful garden, which is now somewhat past its prime, but still producing
food and other beautiful things
as well as lessons. The plant below, I’m informed, is okra
and this next is a pumpkin blossom. This garden obviously wants to keep on going.
After that pleasant visit, I went on over to Whole Foods for some provisioning of my own and found that they were into the school garden spirit too.
and had some lovely produce of their own to display.
I was glad for all of it, and for these flowers too.
A Farewell To Geese
Do I photograph geese a lot? I photograph geese a lot. Perhaps for the same reason people climb mountains or rob banks. They’re there. Or here. And then they leave, but only for a while. Despite their Canadian nomenclature, they don’t seem to like the pond as well when it’s frozen over. Which brings to mind a picture of a goose in ice skates. Never mind. I would certainly photograph that if it appeared. Meanwhile,
there’s what geese really do.
including hold up traffic. Ave, vale, guys. We look forward to seeing you again soon.
The Pond Again
Whatever the season, I like to go and look at the pond, and sometimes take its picture.
In the Fall, which is fast upon us here, it has a quality of stillness that’s different from other times of the year.
Some things are closing down. 
The geese will leave for a while, probably come back around March. And this picture (from a year ago) reminds me what’s coming.
Always Time for More Bikes
Whether they’re just resting,
waiting for a new owner,
or on the go! A few more months of good bike weather here. It’s something to be glad about.
It’s Not Over Yet
Summer, that is — here in the Northern Hemisphere, anyway. The days are still warm, the nights comfortable. Unless it’s raining, of course. There’s been a tendency for that this year. 
Fall is coming soon, but there’s still a lot to enjoy. Hmm. could be a metaphore….
WHAT?
Oh, just thinking about fall being nearly upon us here and therefore, winter soon. Maybe it’s because I have a little summer cold (in the head that is). I remind myself that half the world is right now awaiting spring.
Must be nice to have that next.
Yeah, I know robins aren’t everywhere. They just seem that way.
We Have Rabbits Too
But I don’t seem to be able to catch any. Meanwhile, here in the suburbs, we have birds and try to feed them. This makes a nice resource for the squirrels.
More About Geese
Early Spring Duende
(for Judy Longley)
I”m out here looking for Canada
Geese. Is that anything like
a wild goose chase? I only want
to shoot them with
my camera and think
about duende
as they stiff-walk on the dead
grass, take off wildly
honking, hit the water
awkward, put their heads in
the freezing cold and shake
their oily feathers like
trash. Wings tucked, necks erect,
two of them and a duck
arrow across this pond, where
the water, today,
is gray-green and winter’s mourning
still hangs
from the trees. They don’t know
I want their picture. If they knew,
they’d have no idea
why. These frequent tourists
are out looking for their life. I’d have
to say, so am I.
Duck, Duck, But Mostly Goose
One of the many delightful things about having a pond in the neighborhood is the way it attracts wildlife — in this case, the occasional duck, but mostly geese (of the Canada variety)
And sometimes turtles. They tend to lurk at the far end of the pond. The Geese and ducks seem to get along well.
despite the dominance of geese.
I haven’t had the privilege of seeing any duck babies either.
but the geese are clearly family-oriented.
And they do sort of take over the place.
Whaddya Mean Rosebuds? 