I always like this time in late summer when the wildflowers all turn to golden. There are just a few patches of blues or whites but looking out over the fields in the morning sun it seems like the earth is just glowing in soft yellow hues. Up close, it is just as delightful.
The crazy fireworks of goldenrod stalks are what you see along the top. The others I’d have to go and look up, but it doesn’t make them any less appreciated.
In another month, all this will dry up and fade into a dull brown and will become cover for the little animals who need a place to hide from predators this winter. There is a local “Pheasants Forever” chapter that was in the paper recently because they released their first big batch out into the wild. I wonder if they’d like to let some loose in our prairie.
For my part of preparing for winter, I am busy drying vegetables in my new dehydrator. I’ve got bags and bags of dried roma tomato chips now and a neighbor just dropped off a box of extra apples he picked. I’ll try drying them as well and see if I can sell them at the church bazaar this year. I’m getting to be a regular prairie woman!