The end of summer...

I know it's coming the end of summer. Know how I know? Of course not, you don't live in my head. I know not because it's getting colder, not because we're starting to see clouds...no, I know because of these:

At the beginning of summer (once these have grown) the sunflowers look like this.

As summer wears on:


The sunflowers droop and have been scorched by the hot summer sun. They are now in the drying process for oil.

And at the end of summer:


The sunflowers are now very dry. They still stand straight up which is just amazing, but they are dry. Soon they will be chopped and hauled away.

Never mind the fact that the last two photos were taken today...that's no matter. Obviously, the one field of flowers was transmitted to my camera from a month ago. I mean, duh.

And now, for something completely different.

Crapple? Crappie? According to my ultra-sophisticated hubby, it's actually pronounced "croppy" and spelled "crappie". I'm sorry, but in my unsophisticated mind...it's crappy. And there is no way I am fishing for that. Nor paying to fish for it. If I want it, I have a septic system.

End.

FFR