Here we are at the supposed last weekend of summer (the summer that never really was) as we celebrate the labors of life which we all endure. No pressures of a prompt or discussion today. Meet us on Sunday for our seed, but enjoy your weekend. 

4 thoughts on “FRUITS OF OUR LABORS

  1. We had summer. Wasn’t nice, with high 90s starting in June. But today–if I believed in signs I’d be trying to figure out just what I did right. It is elegant.

  2. Happy weekend, everyone! Sunflowers blooming like made here in country-central. Air lush with Virgin’s Bower hanging everywhere (midwest kudzu?). Hummingbirds still insane. Enjoy your patiticular kind of beauty wherever you are!

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