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One last look at the withering sunflowers. Just as the hummingbirds leave, so too do the fall flowers. Texture by Shadow House Creations.
If you recall, I was recently run out of my favorite meadow by a security guard of the local power plant. I told you that I would not break any rules and I haven't, but I did decide to stop by another meadow just up the road, still under some power lines, but it was not the same field. There were a lot of different wildflowers and as I began looking around and setting my camera, guess who drove by--the security guard! I tell you, I sprinted for the car and took off before he could turn around and run me off. Will I stop again? Sure, but I'll park father behind the weeds so he can't see me from the road.
I hope you don't mind more sunflowers.
We met our friends for supper tonight and then went to their home to watch the vice presidential debate. I was glad we came upon this patch of sunflowers on the way to meet them. The lighting was wonderful.
Yep, I love yellow flowers. They're always a source of sunshine and joy, but in October they are a reminder of goodbyes. My older brother, David, died of chronic lymphoid leukemia in October of 2008. He was 47 years old. In the weeks leading up to his death, our family took turns staying with him while his wife worked. He was so very tired and slept a lot. I will always remember him telling me while we sat in the October sunshine on his back patio that he was ready to go home. Such simple yet deep words. I don't remember my response, I only remember how deeply they pierced my heart and made real the fact that I had to say my goodbyes. I know I told him I loved him, but I remember few other words. On my drives to and from his home, I remember the miles and miles of clear blue skies and yellow wildflowers. Now they remind me of goodbyes and our bright reunion when I go home too.
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Our roadsides are blooming golden with narrow leaf sunflowers and golden rod. October is a great month for yellow and green--my two favorite colors. I found a new meadow today. It's still under some power lines but away from security. It's a bit remote, so there's some trepidation in following the road away from the public eye. The last place was out in the open and I never worried about being accosted by someone up to no good. I may not stop often and if I do, I'll make sure I have a ready escape. :d
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In Loving Memory of David Wayne Tillman April 24, 1961 - October 18, 2008
One last look at the withering sunflowers. Just as the hummingbirds leave, so too do the fall flowers.

Texture by Shadow House Creations.
One last look at the withering sunflowers. Just as the hummingbirds leave, so too do the fall flowers. Texture by Shadow House Creations.
One last look at the withering sunflowers. Just as the hummingbirds leave, so too do the fall flowers.

Texture by Shadow House Creations.
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