It's September And Where Have All The Flowers Gone?

It's September And Where Have All The Flowers Gone?

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            <![CDATA[Spring is long gone now and Summer is coming to an end here in Northeastern Pennsylvania. And most of flowers we so enjoyed  during the past few months  are gone too.  Some, like the lyrics in the Pete Seeger, were picked by young girls but many developed into fruits, seeds or nuts, and  for them on my afternoon hike today. <a href=""><img class="size-medium wp-image-23162 aligncenter" src="" alt="End of summer walk  (1 of 20)" width="300" height="200" /></a>

The beautiful apple blossoms that were so delicate and fragrant in May are now delicious ripe apples bending the limbs of their trees with their weight. And I know they are delicious, since i ate a few. End of summer walk  (15 of 20)

And the grape flowers are now ripe bunches of groups pictured above.

Some of the flowers, like the dandelions just go to seeds and are blown in the wind. End of summer walk  (10 of 20)

Others produce seeds we can eat or use for seasoning like the dill I found.End of summer walk  (13 of 20)

And the flowers of the chestnut and black walnut have produced nuts ready to fall to the ground where, if we don’t use them, the will provide many a squirrel and chipmunk a meal. End of summer walk  (11 of 20)

Not all of the flowers produced edible fruit as the pokeweed flowers have produced these poisonous berries. End of summer walk  (6 of 20)

A lot of other seeds, fruits and nuts are to be found everywhere you look this time of year. But there are still some flowers providing us with their beauty and fragrance like this beautiful rose i came across on my walk.End of summer walk  (19 of 20)

So enjoy the flowers that are still in bloom, or the fruits of those that bloomed earlier in the Spring and Summer, because we will soon get our first frosts and they all will be gone. Here is a link to some more photographs I took on my hike this afternoon.

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“A flower blossoms for its own joy.”
Oscar Wilde]]>