"My favourite poem is the one that starts
'Thirty days hath September'
because it actually tells you something."
(Groucho Marx)
 
 
September 22, 2008: Titan out exploring.
September 20, 2008: A pokeberry festival!
September 18. 2008: Taken as evening begins to fall in earnest.
September 10, 2008: The last of the Rose of Sharon blooms.
September 9, 2008: A natural abstract.
September 6, 2008: This little monster was hanging around outside the bedroom window.
September 2, 2008: Gives a whole meaning to laying in the gutter.
September 1, 2008: The ever-present backyard cheer.
September 1, 2008: The evening light shows off the great color pattern on this grackle.
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