Tweed River Music Festival

This morning I heard the flute-like song of a  Hermit Thrush from the woods.    Later I heard  the vibrations of the Tweed River Music Festival drifting up Music Mountain from the junction of Routes 100 and 107.  I love to hear all kinds of music here on the hill : )

Queen Anne's Lace

The roadside is adorned with the wildflower 'Queen Anne's Lace.'   Walking up the road on this warm night of the first full moon in August,  the doily-like blossoms remind me of giant snowflakes!

Salutations!

 The cloud cover is heavy and  the sunlight so dim that it leaves no shadows. I snipped the spent blooms  of 'Hyperion' Lily and found a  spider clinging there.