The end of summer is close now. We are kind of hunkered down, sweating through these last weeks, waiting for the first signs of fall. I haven’t done much to blog about. So here are, at least, a couple of pictures from summers gone by . . . first, buttonwillow blooming, with a tiger swallowtail . . .
The river flowing, at dusk . . .
Maybe we’ll see it that way again, before too much time goes by.