Here in Laramie, at 7200 feet of elevation, summer’s end comes early. Already the days grow cooler, and soon we will have our first frost and golden aspen and cottonwoods. You can already smell woodsmoke on the evening air, and folks are covering up their tomato plants or bringing in the ones growing in pots – they’ve only just had ripened fruit. We are enjoying the last days of true summer.
Fruits of the harvest – at last
A busy fellow – summer’s end doesn’t seem to slow him down
Sunny daze – until the first frost
A fiery bowl full of flowers
But summer’s end is nearing
And so it begins…
-She Wolf (c) 2007
Glorious colors. I can smell the smoke and feel the frost.
By: Lori on September 11, 2007
at 3:07 am
All lovely, but I particularly love the leaves still on the branch. Soon it will be stripped clean and we’ll all wonder when time played her tricks as we look into autumn’s face.
By: Bo on September 11, 2007
at 7:33 am
These are just wonderful images Jane. Make sure to include them in the Wild Garden as well. Laramie always has romantic connotations after all those wild west TV shows of my childhood. Bonanza was a favourite.
By: Heather Blakey on September 11, 2007
at 11:21 pm