
Partially hidden in the long unmown grass were these Cornus kousa fruits. Every time I go outside there is something to be discovered. An adolescent male pheasant nearing his adult plumage. A mama and her brood of pheasant babies taking a dust bath and scattering dirt in all directions. Huge Cinderella pumpkins buried beneath huge protective leaves. Colors pop in the low near autumn sun angle.
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