I took these photos this weekend. It felt good to be outside.

The thistle down the road hasn't bloomed in five years, and I have waited every Summer to see if it will.

Some of it was just getting ready to bloom and they sprayed it with weed killer. I was so bummed out.

But I got lucky and and got a few shots of some purple thistle blooming on the side of a country road.

I know yellow birds flock to thistle, but all I saw was bees yesterday.
Sometimes my heart aches for the beauty of the country. It makes me want to move there so bad. Have a little farm and raise sheep and have a pet cow named Marta.







I got a few shots of skeletal Queen Anne's Lace.

They have turned from pure white to creamy white and warm brown.









Did you know that there are abandoned roads? Just like abandoned houses they have stories to tell.

Of how girls from long ago walked barefoot down them, with the dust puffing through their bare toes with each step they took.

Boys with cane poles walking to the creek to go fishing..

Sorrows and happiness...Walked on them like lines on old faces.












The moon was out early last night. I caught it between the power lines with a half smile on its face.

The yellow roses in my backyard took one more glorious turn in blooming. They like to make a spectacle of themselves. Huge yellow blooms against the evening sky..

I found this feather in a little puddle in front of my house. It felt like a gift..

And a brown Oak leaf on my stone sidewalk in the side yard.

I leave you with this quote:

Learning to live in the present moment is part of the path of joy.

Sarah Ban Breathnach

~Nita~

Tonight's song is Back Where I Come From , by Kenny Chesney

It will be on the video bar to the right of this post..

I hope you have time to listen to it.

{ And the Window post had to be saved so you could read this one. I had written them both on the same day.}