Sep. 29, 2019
Willows, asters, and other sad tales
Willow aster among the willows. Where does one start and the other begin? This aster site is now a degraded fen, being taken over by sandbar willows. Yesterday, the sun came out as halftime neared in an unexciting game. I wasn't satisfied with my Friday images, and figured I could zip down there, shoot again, and be back for most of the second half. After all, the area next to the site was mowed. I could practically drive up to them. But it rained Friday night. Wasn't the first time my son-in-law had to come rescue me. And yes, Ray, there was a perfectly good parking area 50 yards back. The neighbors were also wonderfully helpful, with four wheel drive and tow strap. Many thanks to them all.