Natural Designs Studio

 We took a drive last weekend to see this 30 acre field of sunflowers.   The flowers were facing east even though the sun was setting in the west.  I am designing bouquets of sunflowers for a wedding next weekend.  The bride told  me that sunflowers are a spiritual flower because they follow the sun just like  believers follow the son.

This is today's sunrise from my kitchen window.  It was like watching a video as the colors changed within seconds.

"Red in the morning is sailor's warning."  However, it was a beautiful sunny day with no hint of rain. 

This is today's sunset.  "Red at night is sailor's delight."  The forcast is calling for 60 percent chance of rain tomorrow afternoon. 

 I have enjoyed the many  winged visitors at the butterfly bush.  Recently, I purchased "A Pocket Guide To  Butterflies & Moths" to study more about  the world   of butterflies and their remarkable facts and details.  Butterflies elicit a range of emotions in us, from wonder at their beauty to their metamorphose and unbelievable feats of physical achievement.
 

 In spite of the morning fog I found myself singing:  "I can see clearly now the  corn is gone! I can see neighbors across the way.   Gone is the corn  that surrounds the property.  It's gonna be a bright, bright, sunshiny day." For several months there has been a 7 foot wall of  corn on either side of    the   road and around the yard.  I felt I was driving or walking through a corn   maze.   This past week the corn has been    harvested with every day    creating    a new   view.

Notice that the corn has been cut in the field.  The privacy of the corn is nice, but I'm glad for the open space when harvest time rolls around.

 The goldenrod has been blooming for weeks.  It seems to like the dry weather we are having.  I have been clipping and hanging it in the drying attic for winter arrangements.

The smell of chrysanthemums fill the air while I work in the garden.  At one time I had yellow, lavender, and rust colored mums.  This year I only have yellow mums blooming.  I quess they are the hardiest.

 Every morning and afternoon the buses come rolling through the valley taking students to private and public schools. The Amish children are riding  buses  and walking less. Other students have hour long bus rides to get to the  public  schools at either end of the valley.  One of the happiest times of  the day  is stepping  off that bus and heading home.  It always was for me!

 I heard the familiar honking of geese rather early this morning.  The birds seemed  to be coming in all direction before they landed in the field behind  the house. There is no water in this field but I suppose it made a good  meeting place and  resting stop. I tried to get a photo. They saw me coming and took flight in the direction of south, of course!