The first of September and the leaves have begun to fall. The wind has swirled them around to a quiet corner where the garage and house meet. This is just the beginning.
Yesterday our neighbour across the road was able to harvest the field of barley growing there. A tractor followed the combine around the field and picked up the (still semi-green) barley straw and baled it. I love the look of the bales scattered across the field.
Ordinarily the straw would be left behind, to become part of the field again, but a customer was looking for some barley straw bales.
In July DD#2 gave me this plant. It was not in bloom so we didn't know what colour it would be. I put it in a northeast window where it was very happy and showed it by putting up all these lovely, fringed purple blooms. Such a cheering sight!
Yesterday our neighbour across the road was able to harvest the field of barley growing there. A tractor followed the combine around the field and picked up the (still semi-green) barley straw and baled it. I love the look of the bales scattered across the field.
Ordinarily the straw would be left behind, to become part of the field again, but a customer was looking for some barley straw bales.
In July DD#2 gave me this plant. It was not in bloom so we didn't know what colour it would be. I put it in a northeast window where it was very happy and showed it by putting up all these lovely, fringed purple blooms. Such a cheering sight!
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