Walking through the wilderness of my garden yesterday, I was intrigued by nature's cycles. Everything is dying back, yet each wild plant abounds in seeds ready to be taken on the wind and continue the invasion of my garden.
These two pics (above) are New England Asters which grow in the wild bits between garden and tangled woods. Looks like there might be a few more next year.
Of course rusty pups inspected everything with me. Whenever I stop to take a pic this one plonks herself down at my feet.