Where I stood, with black eyed susans

feet black eyed susans again

The flowers are dying.   There is no Susan left in these Black-Eyed Susans, just the black eyes.   I hate to see fall coming, but the cooler temperatures make a nice change.   I’ll be happy for fresh apple cider and sweaters, less happy to see all the leaves that will need raking.

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

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