Photo Album of 2025's Zinnias at the D.D. Collins House

November ~ 2025 - Zinnia Memories

Our photo album scrapbook of zinnias in the gardens of The D.D. Collins House in 2025. We thank the Collinsville Garden Club for all their hard work and beautiful fruits of their labors and all who submitted the photos for all to enjoy.

Our gardens overflow with an abundance of zinnias . . .

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Zinnias and Poetry

𝗭𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗮’𝘀 𝗦𝗼𝗻𝗴

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳,
𝘈 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨,
𝘈 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝗚𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻’𝘀 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝘄

by Sebastian Watts

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦,
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥,
𝘖𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Photo taken by Lavadna Hines,

early October, 2025.

𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘈 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭, 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺’𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘶𝘯,
𝘖𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘯.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘺,
𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘸,
𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦’𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸.

Photo taken by Lavadna Hines,

early October, 2025.

𝙕𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙨

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥,
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘥.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦,
𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘴.
𝘈 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥, 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥,
𝘈𝘴 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥.
𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘺, 𝘢 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢’𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘦,
𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴’ 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝗭𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗮’𝘀 𝗭𝗲𝘀𝘁

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯, 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥,
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘥.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘈 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥, 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥,
𝘈𝘴 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢’𝘴 𝘻𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳,
𝘈 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳.

Photo taken by Paul Welch,

mid-October, 2025.

𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖’𝙨 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘺,
𝘐𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨,
𝘈 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳.
𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯’𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢’𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘥.
𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

Photo taken by Paul Welch, mid-October, 2025.

𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖

𝘣𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘌𝘥𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵
𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥
𝘉𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺.

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘦
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥
𝘈 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥.

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸
𝘖𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰
𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘺
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺.

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘴
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴
𝘑𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳.

𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖

𝘣𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩

𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵,
𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦-𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘵.
𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳,
𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳.
𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯,
𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸.
𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵,
𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵.
𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮,
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙋𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡’𝙨 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘺,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘈 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺, 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥,
𝘈 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩’𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖’𝙨 𝙍𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘺,
𝘐𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨,
𝘈 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳.
𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯’𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘐𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢’𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘥.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙒𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙈𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙣

𝘣𝘺 𝘊𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘕𝘢𝘻

𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨,
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩
𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘛𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦
𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦.

Photo taken by Paul Welch,

mid-October, 2025.

𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙎𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙮

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸,
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺’𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥,
𝘖𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝙕𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳,
𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵.
𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵,
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵.
𝘐𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥,
𝘈𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝘽𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙯𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚

𝘣𝘺 𝘐𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘦

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘸,
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺,
𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺.
𝘐𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳,
𝘛𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳,
𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳.
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨,
𝘞𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴,
𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴’ 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.
𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴,
𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦.
𝘈 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵,
𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘥,
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵, 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥.
𝘈 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵,
𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙂𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘦,
𝘉𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘸.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤, 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦,
𝘐𝘯 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦,
𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢.
𝘛𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦,
𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭’𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩’𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Photo taken by Carolyn Welch,

October 4, 2025.

𝙁𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙎𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙮

𝘣𝘺 𝘚𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘴

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸.
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵,
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯’𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦.
𝘐𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦,
𝘖𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦.
𝘡𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦,
𝘈 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

Photo taken by Lavadna Hines,

early October, 2025.

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