the fulfillment of the promise of the earlier months, and with as yet no sign to remind one that its fresh young beauty will ever fade. ~Gertrude Jekyll
Ahh, summer. The heat, the storms, the fireflies, the smell of fresh cut grass and sweet watermelon.
I drove up the mountain in the convertible, with the top down. It was a beautiful day. Stopped at Nemocolin Woodlands resort and spa to take some photos of the animals there, but being behind two fences,one electric, I couldn’t get the shots I wanted.
I did manage to get some good photos at my feeder this week