One of my favorite places to roam on fall mornings is the garden of Jan Williams, the florist on William Street.

Pictures pay homage to ordinary things in the garden.

There are delicately dried hydrangeas and bright orange pumpkins balanced by silvery-green Lamb’s Ears as soft as velvet. I stoop to touch the leaves and take one photograph.

And I am happy all day long for this simple act of noticing.  

Day 239

Day 239