summer peaks, fall peeks

Our afternoon temperatures persist in reaching the 90s, and meadowlarks and killdeer still sing in the field; it seems that summer will not be rushed off to defer to crunchable colorful leaves and sweater weather. Blooming rabbitbrush hints that summer is beginning to share the Eastern Washington steppes with fall, and mornings in the sixties confirm the preview. I’m a complete amateur at these things, but it seems to me that our mountain ash tree is gainsaying the rabbitbrush: the tree’s berries are still quite firm and ripe and its leaves remain affirmatively green, revealing no immediate plan to go bronze, much less bald. I’m ready for fall, but by no means ungrateful for the long, beautiful, bone-warming summer.

Red popcorn! We've harvested a few: they are so delicious!

Red popcorn! We’ve harvested a few: they are so delicious!

Rabbitbrush. When I lived in Arizona, I once used rabbitbrush fIowers to dye handspun wool yellow.

Rabbitbrush. When I lived in Arizona, I once used rabbitbrush fIowers to dye handspun wool yellow.

These wildflowers (black-eyed Susans?) contribute  their dazzle to the golden season.

These wildflowers (black-eyed Susans?) contribute their dazzle to the golden season.

Our bold nasturtiums

Our bold nasturtiums

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