Winding Down the Summer

It's only the second week of September and the sun is already sitting lower on the horizon in the morning. The days are getting shorter and before we know it the snow will be falling on the ridges of the Laurel Highlands. Both oil tanks are filled to the hilt, so let the winter games begin!

It won't be long now until we'll be able to see the next ridge through the trees.


I don't know what kind of game Mother Nature is playing but we went from Summer to Fall in a hurry this year.


One of three views from the same place along Ridge Road.


St. Joseph's Church sitting in the mist of a September morning.


View along Ridge Road near Buzzard's Crossroads.


Last of the morning glories.


I hate these guys...they only show up just before it starts to get really cold. Like I need a reminder.


The Larkspur stands out against the black of the pine trees 30 feet away.


Everytime we BBQ, Robin brings the freshest meat.


Zinnia


Eventually everyone comes to the water dish for a drink.


After being chased around by another Chipmunk this one takes a little me time.


Male Cardinal sitting in the Pokeweed keeping an eye on the feeders.


It won't be long now before the chipmunks will all be hibernating underground for their winter and the water heater will go back into the bowl so that the birds have fresh drinking water throughout the winter.



This Titmouse was able to fly away after running into the window.


It's not every day that we have a Red-Breasted Nuthatch at the feeders. Of all the Nuthatches this is the only one with a white stripe above the eyes.


Black-capped Chickadee


A chipmunk enjoying an ear of fresh corn on the cob.