Sunday....

 The heat seems to give us interesting morning cloud formations.  The clouds do all clear and the sun starts doing its job.

 

 

 

 

I haven't grown dusty miller for years.  I just happen to see it at the nursery and picked one up for the front step's flower pot.

 

 The story is too long to tell you about why I have all these wagon wheels from my wife's father's farm. I like them and hope that agatiized petrified piece of wood rock doesn't ever get moved. The rock came from Wyoming, another long story.  I could see someone making a movie of that heavy wagon wheel rolling down the steps, bouncing and crashing into the neighbor's fence below. I probably should go ahead now a roll it carefully down the steps and find a new place for it to be. The old steps seem too unsteady for me to take it down and I didn't want to carry it.   It is very heavy.

 

 The last bloom of this day lily is not gone.  It was a good season for it even though the drought did make it seem more subdued and less vigorous.

We are having a quiet Sunday with no plans.  Thanks for stopping by today.