Fall is sure a fun time for pretty pictures. I enjoy seeing what it looks like around the country as I visit my favorite blogs. There’s a certain amount that’s the same like pumpkins, but everyone has different climates and plants, so what is ordinary for one person is entirely new to someone else (like me). I thought I’d join in and share signs of Fall here in the Northwest and on my little farm.
I was so happy when we bought this house to finally have one of these plants. (I rarely learn plant names, so I don’t know what it’s called.) When this beautiful bush starts to turn red, I know for sure that Fall is on it’s way. The entire bush will eventually turn bright red, and when it does, it’s absolutely stunning. I’ll try to remember to take a picture of it then.
I also don’t know what this flower is either. It’s weird because the foliage grows in the spring and summer. The first time I saw it, I kept waiting for a flower to bloom. Nothing ever did and by the end of summer the long, pointy leaves just withered and died. Kind of a let down. (You can see all the brown wiltiness on the ground.) Recently, these crocus-like flowers began to bloom. Go figure.
After being a good girl and doing a couple loads of laundry and driving kids around Saturday morning, I stopped by a garden center I’ve never been to. I was overcome by all things Fall. I’m not a gardener by any means, but I did manage to plunk these beauties into my vintage wall decor.
I couldn’t resist this big pot of white daisies. All I did was wrap a kitchen garbage bag around the pot and drop them into the basket. They remind me of my youngest sister, Becca, who died 14 years ago.
Happy Fall, friends!