In my garden, there were still a few flowers hanging on to life. At least one bee was very grateful for the remaining flowers. Most of the pretty little blooms had turned to seed. There were several different types of seeds. Some transported by wind like a dandelion, some were "hitchhikers" that grabbed on to my pant leg and caught a ride and some were pods that will dry out and pop open onto the ground when the time is right.
Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a Park Ranger? This blog will give you a small taste of the responsibilities, the exciting moments, and the awesome views experienced in the park from my perspective. Look back to the archives for a 365 day account of when I was a Park Ranger who promoted to an Assistant Park Manager. Now that the 365 project is complete, I will not post daily, but I will be back to share some exciting moments with you from time to time.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Last Fall Flowers
Today was my second day off this week. I spent the day at home, doing some cleaning. I did get outside for a little while to take some photos for you all. I didn't have to go far. We have had three little tree frogs huddling together on our front porch. The have been perched atop the molding above the porch for weeks. Two days ago, the number dropped to two. Maybe the third wheel finally got the hint.

In my garden, there were still a few flowers hanging on to life. At least one bee was very grateful for the remaining flowers. Most of the pretty little blooms had turned to seed. There were several different types of seeds. Some transported by wind like a dandelion, some were "hitchhikers" that grabbed on to my pant leg and caught a ride and some were pods that will dry out and pop open onto the ground when the time is right.





In my garden, there were still a few flowers hanging on to life. At least one bee was very grateful for the remaining flowers. Most of the pretty little blooms had turned to seed. There were several different types of seeds. Some transported by wind like a dandelion, some were "hitchhikers" that grabbed on to my pant leg and caught a ride and some were pods that will dry out and pop open onto the ground when the time is right.
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