Autumn. Such a lovely word.
And it's time to prune the lavender. I prune in the fall. Since it's so warm here most of the year I usually get a second bloom from September to first frost. It might only be stragglers, but if I prune too early I just have to prune again. And I don't like to do that. So today is the day, and my oldest son is here to help me.
I took a little stroll around this morning with my camera and savored the sights and smells of autumn. The deer and turkey were in the field feeding together. I've seen it before, but it's always so odd to see them in the same frame.
The leaves blanket the floor of our woods, beckoning exploration.
As I looked up to take this lovely picture...