In the Mist of Summer

Sunflower seed heads that haven't been in bloom very long have already produced seeds as the petals fall to the ground. Birds have already been pecking at the seed head to see if they're ready as the head has holes where seeds were. Red berries on the native honeysuckle have been found or did birds already know, watching from a distance until they were ready. I think they did because as they turned bright red there was a feast. My daughter, sitting on the porch said, "mom every bird in the neighborhood is on your honeysuckle." By the time I came out to take pictures the birds were gone. Maybe I'll catch them soon for a picture. Don't know what type of birds they were. Her description of the birds were big and grey with white under sides. Can't imagine what they were. Its been hot in Philly and we've finally had some days of much needed rain. The garden is as always during the warmer months, trying to survive. Fall can't arrive soon enough. The end of mosquito's and spotted lantern flies. Leaves falling, a cool breeze, pumpkins, gourds, and pansies.