Cleaned up the dead flowers in the bed outside the goat pen. Goats were giddy with excitement. Finally getting their lips on those stalks growing tantalizingly out of reach all season long! One giant sunflower stalk didn't make it all the way over and got hung up on the fence. Of course this, then, became the only stalk that Bonnie wanted.

Layers of intrigue here: the dog watching the goats watching me.

Now that the showy flower petals have fallen off a certain sculptural beauty remains.

Fuzzy shadows.

Not all flowers are done, though. These marigolds amaze me with their color and longevity.