Wordless Wednesday

Early September at Kat's Corner.

It is Monday morning and you can tell it is September.

We are starting to cool down a little at last.

The temp outside is 61 degrees Fahrenheit, that is about 16 degrees Celsius.

This little guy won't hang around much longer, he likes it warm.

He lives in the rock garden up around the house, he eats bugs.

Mushroom.

More mushrooms. We see them all summer, but there seem to be more in the fall.

This pretty little flower will be gone soon. Better appreciate them while they are here.

You have seen this guy before, here is a better view.

He has a great singing voice, one of my favorite sounds of summer.

The tomatoes and basil won't last much longer either.

Commercially grown tomatoes just don't taste as good.

Soon we will go from morning tea on the balcony to tea in front of the fire.

I am looking forward to fall, leaves changing, cooler weather and cozy mornings snuggled in. Even Spontaneous is more comfortable when it is cooler, although she never complains.

Every season here has it's charms, but I will miss summer.

What will you miss the most about summer?

What are you looking forward too?

Cheers,

Kat

Chilling.

Looks like a good day to relax.

Maybe goof off a little.

Summer is nearly gone.

I'll see you outside.

Have a great weekend,

Kat

Sunrise Wordless Wednesday

Craggy Gardens.

Come away, oh human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand

Those lines from W.B. Yeats poem, The Stolen Child,

Yeats
kept running through my head as we walked along the trail.

Craggy Gardens is truly a magical place.

Awesome in the oldest and truest sense of the word.

They are part of Smokey Mtn National Park, up on the Blue Ridge.

Time plays tricks, it is easy to see where the old stories about
entering the faery kingdom, then leaving and finding out your afternoon has lasted for years,

come from. It felt like we were only there a few minutes,

not nearly long enough.

The trail leads across a meadow.

View from the edge of the meadow.

The wind was perfectly still when I took this picture.

Dappled sunlight sneaks through the trees and all too soon, it is time to leave.

This seed head is as pretty as some flowers.

Craggy Gardens is not a formal garden,

just a natural, magical place.

Kat

Wordless Wednesday