Yesterday was my 33rd birthday and it was lovely.  It was made even more lovely by the fact we recently received over 2 inches of rain and a cool front.  So this Wednesday I donned a long-sleeve shirt and hit the woods about 8:30 a.m.

Here is what I saw.

My Redbud tree, hanging on to a few more leaves.

My little, fall display by the front gate.

Aren’t the mums pretty?

And my Morning Glory finally decided to bloom.  I planted it in March.

Worth waiting on.

The last cutting.

The woods were teeming with deer, the cool front had the bucks in a rutting kinda mood.

They were running crazy.

Off runs the doe, followed by the buck.

Over and over and over again.

I got several good looks at 2 different bucks and multiple does but no one wanted to pose for a still picture.

They are also after these,

Lots of acorns this year.

And the forest service was kind enough to plant some rye grass for the woodland creatures.

Although I admit, I hope that buck prefers my clover, oats and wheat to the forest service rye.

And while we rarely get the brilliant colors of the east or the bright yellows of the west, our woods do have their own, subdued charm.

l Love Them.

And time to go home.

Thanks for walking with me today, I hope your day is awesome!