Amid late summer death of fluff and down
Lies great beauty for those who look around
This little patch of thistle and cattail has become one of my favorite spots along my evening walk.
In the spring, muck and mud surrounded the cattails.
In the summer, the thistles, armed and ready for attack, were so lovely with their purple crowns.
Now the field behind them is mowed. The hay lies in neat rows. Further behind the corn waits for the Harvester. The cattails release their fluff and the thistles send their fairy seeds wherever the wind will take them.
A spider set up residence there and its poor web is filled with fluff and down, suspending it all mid-flight. I wonder if it will serve as camouflage for unsuspecting insects.