Late summer is officially here. We heard the first crickets on August 3, and now their chirps signal the coming end of summer.
No flower says "summer" more than sunflowers do. I'd like to show you some pictures taken at our community garden plot yesterday.
My loving spouse puts the vast majority of work into our plots. I sometimes join him on weekends. But our plot has been a bit neglected this summer.
Here are some of our other sunflowers.
And a final volunteer Godzilla, bowing under its own weight, paying tribute to a beautiful, sunny day in the Southern Tier of upstate New York.
We don't grow sunflowers for seeds - we just can't beat the birds to them. But I don't mind my feathered friends. Their pleasure, and my use of sunflowers as cut flowers, is enough for me.
Tomorrow - some veggies of our community garden.