Wordless Wednesday

My World Tuesday River Market

Sunday morning we were in Kansas City and went down to the river market.
There is a little bit of everything for everyone.
So many types of fresh vegetables and fruit its hard to choose. Organic and not so organic, local and not so local. You can find heirloom tomatoes in all shades.

Spices sold from bags fill the air with an assortment of wonderful aromas.

Music

Flowers

Treasure

Not sure what this is suppose to be. My wife thought it would go nicely outside her office, (shes an elementary school administrator), she has a dark side I think.

Who doesn't need one of these?

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Wednesday Wanderings

The Purple Chair

Rust Never Sleeps

Flea Market and Buffalo Meat

Eagle finds himself alone at the flea market

Sinclair Gasoline

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On the edge.
Pictures taken recently wandering around my favorite flea markets.

"At the flea market I always stop at the junk jewelry counter first"
Ethel Merman

My World Tuesday; Elmers Garden

Elmer's Garden Early July

Sweet Corn Late July

Elmer and Helen live in North East Kansas, he is 75 ish shes just shy of 82. She smiles and says "I married a younger man the second time around". Both have raised large families and have too many grandchildren to count. They live together in a century old limestone farmhouse where one hears the birds outside (or the wind for that matter) only when the windows are open, it is quiet and solid, like them. Elmer raises a garden every year that is about half as big as a football field. They raise tomatoes, squash, cucumbers, melons, grapes among other things, they make their own ketchup, pickles and just about everything else they feed you when you show at dinnertime. They make their own wine and are kind of frugal with it when it comes to visitors. They will offer you a taste, it warms the soul, and when you roll you eyes and say "another?" They smile again and reply "just a few bottles left for winter".
Helen is my wife's mom. My wife went up late in July to help them put up corn. A days work and 70 pints of some of the sweetest corn around my wife returned with a few bushels and many pints. I found these photos this evening thinking of both Elmer and Helen after we had some of the frozen corn, couldn't wait for fall.
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Skywatch Friday Early September Skies

"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads". Henry David Thoreau


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My World Tuesday

The other morning I went for a hike along a creek bottom near home. Taking advantage of the cool mornings we have had lately I knew the mosquitoes would be few and far apart.
I was looking for some Cardinal Flower which should have been in bloom for a while now here in this part of the world. I'm not sure if its named for its color being that of a songbird or a Catholic Cardinal in his red robes, but it could have been either. Bright red it stands out among the green in cool wet places like this.
I'm not sure what this yellow flower is , it reminded me of a evening primrose but way too tall. It pointed the way for me.
Sure enough I found it growing along the stream.
According to my well worn Owensby Prairie Wildflowers; Cardinal Flower Lobelia cardinalis is a member of the Bluebell Family, " This plant has milky juice and is reputed to be of medicinal value, but poisonous. Nervous Diseases, convulsions, asthma, tetanus, and other nervous disorders have been treated by Lobelia species. Pawnee Indians used this plant as a love charm"
Poisonous , medicinal, love charm go figure. That's whats happening in my world this week.
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Evening Doe

I came across this doe on my way home last evening. She had a single fawn with her who wasted no time sprinting into the edge row. Most of the does Ive seen this lately have had twins, a good summer for fawns I guess. For more camera critters visit here.

My World Tuesday; Prairie Sunrise

The other morning I went for a walk on the prairie at dawn.
We have had a wet summer so to speak and forbes and flowers are thick in an area that was burned this past spring.
Sunflowers are everywhere, greeting the sun.
The colors are late august flowers yellows and purples. As the summer progresses the colors change as each species comes into bloom and goes to seed, each having their turn.
Ironweed, I think provides the bright shade of purple officially I think its considered a pink.
The trail lies marked and mowed ready for use, to hike here is to find the smile you lost somewhere in a week of work and daily routines.
Sometimes your not alone.

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