Edging Toward October's End

Little boy blue was under a haystack, fast asleep.  

 Remember that nursery rhyme?

However, the little boy blowing the horn in our now abandoned front yard round flower garden is still sitting at attention.

He's blowing his horn, perhaps signaling the end of one season and then the beginning of another.

This brave little red flower is sticking its sweet petals up from the leaves to the sky. 

If I were  a flower, I'd like to be like her-----triumphant until the bitter end!

Can you stand some final fall foliage shots?

It's SO HARD to keep the camera in my purse when I look around and then up. 

It's just so beautiful that I want to keep sharing the photos with you.

 

WHAT ARE SOME THOUGHTS YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE THESE FINAL FALL DAYS?