I’m short on words today.
Doesn’t happen often, and is likely a welcome respite for you all.
Instead, some photos of late-blooming wildflowers spied on my morning run in the forested mountains. In those shady spots where winter’s snow clings the longest and where a stream is fed enough water to run all summer, a few hardy wildflowers keep struttin’ their stuff, delighting the eye.







Lovely blooms… we have asters but I’ve never seen any of those in the first photo. Love that last shot!
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