While the majority of the country celebrates the fall season, down here in the south, we are in the midst of hurricanes and heat. There was somewhat of a cool spell, which actually means lower humidity. Temps did fall into the mid-eighties, which was a blessing. If we turn the air conditioner on super cool, we may be able to make a gumbo!

The heat wave makes it difficult to move. We plod along, one day to the next. Scripture reminds me that one say soon, we’ll see a different season. 

I’ll blame this post on the heat. Only photos, not many words. Because words expend much needed energy – which I can’t seem to muster up right now.

Enjoy these photos, some of which look a tad bit like fall!

We’ve had a major influx of dragonflies this season. It’s a challenge trying to shoot them (with the camera, of course!).

I do believe if 2020 was a picture, this would be it:

Beautiful, yet crazy!

Here are a few bright spots, and the colors remind me fall and cooler weather is near:

If you notice, this beautiful Bird of Paradise has a teardrop in her eye. That’s because we were anticipating Hurricane Laura would rip her apart. It was a sad, but needless goodbye. She survived!

Mostly my zinnias are the soft pink colors of spring. They have surprised me lately with rich red and orange colors of autumn.

“There is a time for everything,

    and a season for every activity under the heavens:

     a time to be born and a time to die,

    a time to plant and a time to uproot,

    a time to kill and a time to heal,

    a time to tear down and a time to build” Ecclesiasties 3:1-3 NIV