These are some of the hundreds of purple asters in the yard. I scattered seed last fall and some of them must have sprouted, because there are many more this year. I have yellow asters, too, but prefer the purple ones. When I was little, I found purple asters blooming in back of the chicken house, and picked all of them for Mama. She was very upset, because those were the ones she had planted.
Friday, September 21, 2007
A busy day
that started out rainy, finishing up from yesterday and last night. I really wish I had gotten those trees in the ground Saturday like I was supposed to; they would have had a tremendous start. Below is a datura; it really does have a purple tinge around the edges of the petals. And they smell wonderful, especially first thing in the morning, just as the bees are arriving.
So why aren't my pictures as good as Flannery's at this point? His always look better, and so do a lot of the photos I look at online. Seems like almost everybody does this as well or better than I do. Still, I recognize the value of documenting throughout life. You just can't trust your memory completely.