If I hadn’t looked at the calendar, I would’ve been hard pressed to know whether it was Spring or Fall here in the Pacific Northwest yesterday, at least at Port Townsend where I spent the day birdwatching and enjoying 60° temperatures under brilliant skies.
Still, I was a little surprised to find these poppies shooting up a few feet from the beach:
A few miles away, at the Kah Ta Wetlands, I was treated to another golden display,
a more traditional show of Fall color.
After more than our share of rain, I wasn’t about to spend the day inside reading, especially since the rain is supposed to be back tomorrow and last until early Spring. I figured Merton’s Thoughts in Solitude might actually be complemented by a long walk on the beach.
Beautiful poppies and leaves.
I guess that those poppies were growing in a tiny little sheltered pocket of land. They are probably the last gasp of summer.
I’d agree, pat, I think summer is hanging on by the thinnest of threads.