There were a few interesting things to see during the past week of Indian summer.
Here’s a very interesting story dealing with new found friendships: The guitar picker on the right lives just down the road from me, but I didn’t meet him until this past summer. He’s lived there for about as long as we’ve lived here, 17 years. I didn’t know until after meeting him, and after my wife told me, that he too is from the Bluegrass State, and loves bluegrass music (he has old cassette tape recordings of his mother’s bluegrass band, they were just as good as any top name bluegrass act today). Maybe I’ll record us doin a song and post it here.
This Japanese maple (Acer palmatum) is most interesting. If you don’t have one in your landscape, you need to get one, or possibly two or three. This one was already well established when we moved here. It’s never given us any problems.