Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas
turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs
One sunset after another tracks the faces, the
Waiting, they look over the fence for what
way they go.
For me, summer is effectively over. It’s close enough to fall anyways, just a few weeks away. I’m back in school and there’s no time for anything fun anymore. I did, however, find some photos of some summer flowers that make it seem a bit like it’s still the middle of summer… which, according to the weather, it still is- why is it 90 degrees in September?
These photos are from my trip to the Cape over the summer. I completely forgot I had them- but now that I’ve found them, I think the colors make them some of my favorites.
I love hydrangeas, especially the colors and the way their petals catch the evening light. Sadly, they don’t grow well here, so I have to rely on the photos I took to see them here.
I also like the way the white of the daisies stands out against the dark green leaves.
A little ladybug decided it could take a moment for a photo before flying off again.