those ducks...

have gone and done it.

they grew up for one thing...ducks are messy...but we love them anyway.

it feels a bit like spring around here because

so many things are coming to life after a long, hot, dry summer.

iron~weed in the fields surrounding us is like a sea of purple.

when they sway in the wind it reminds me of the rolling

waves of the ocean.

they are beautiful and remind me that not every seed is planted.

the crepe myrtles are blooming with red profusion.

the mexican petunia has not minded the drought at all.

anyway, word has gotten out around the farm that those ducks

have gotten into some kind of trouble.

the air is buzzzzzing with insects telling the news.

morning glories are keeping a tight~lipped approach to

the rumors that are flying around.

goldenrod even inched closer into the wildflower garden

to get a closer look at all the commotion.

those ducks have done it alright...those darn ducks have gone and laid eggs.

to abbey's utter delight.

to my utter amazement.

to dh utter disregard.

happy september.