Last weekend Nora and I took the doggies for a walk on Spruce Cape. It was foggy, but at times it lifted just a bit. There were asters strewn all along the trail and we even saw a discarded bouquet tucked into a stump. We tried to imagine the story. My story was that a wedding party went out there for photographs.
All the fireweed is now brightly colored and reminds of great big flowers. Kind of like the poinsettia plants you see around Christmas time. Who needs flowers when you got leaves?
Patrick
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