This year’s Cottage Life chapter is over. Not the best, either; what with my new gig and all we visited less, and the kids would as soon be in the city. Still, it’s a rare privilege.
I could show you more mountains or birds or trees and trees and trees. Instead, let’s settle for three fading hydrangea blossoms.
All on the same plant on the same afternoon. This guy puts on a pretty nice show from spring through to fall and its pretty parts age then die with grace. I admire that.
With any luck we’ll be back lots.