Walking the Dog

From our walk this morning there was this.

We observed the six-month anniversary of the prescribed burn that was conducted earlier this spring.

The tall grass prairie planting is now three to seven feet in height and you cannot see the house from this location anymore.  Moreover, you cannot see the deer when they are sneaking thru or bedding-down in this native cover.  

It is spectacular!

Yet, someone needs to inform this late-blooming Black-eyed Susan that it is autumn.