I can tell winter is approaching. The formerly brilliant hues of the Garberia, Liatris, Baulduinia and Carphephorus are now brown wisps of seedheads waiting to be carried by the wind, a bird or an insect to fertile or infertile, sunlit or sunless ground on a chance of regeneration when warm weather and rain return, whenever that is. The way things are going the former will occur before the latter.
