Saturday, August 27, 2011

TURF TO SURF

Today was one of those days.... if you listened very closely.... you could hear the corn growing...honestly....corn stalks snap as their root's grow deep inside the earth....and golden tassels head toward the sun.... most of the perennials here at Dog Trot Farm have begun to fade and die away....however....the exception being the trusty Rudbeckia....my thought is....when in doubt plant Rudbeckia....


Cone flowers....


and Bee Balm....have lost their zesty appeal....


Gladys....enjoying the quiet of the day....


while Iris works on her beauty rest....


I headed to the rocky coast....where the air is fragrant with the sweet scent of sea salt.... colorful beach roses dot the scenery....


the cry of a gull....


along with the sound of the pounding surf....


and in the distance.... the sight of the majestic Nubble Light....from "turf to surf" Maine is a most wonderful place... Tonight....all cozy....in the safety of our homes.... we wait and watch for Irene...stay safe dear friends....Goodnight from Dog Trot Farm....