Wings of August

With wings tattered and torn a Fritillary takes a sip of nectar on the coneflowers. Those tattered wings sure feel like a metaphor for the month that has passed.

We don’t know about you but we are looking forward to autumn this year.

then and now

The sun has moved from north to south and the flowers have turned to berries.

Then and Now.

Although they’re one they’re not the same or at least it feels that way.

The flowers are beautiful but the berries are somewhat poisonous (depending on your species and I assume most of you reading this are human of course) and produced form a the pervasive and often considered to be invasive Bittersweet Nightshade vine.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solanum_dulcamara