Such a bittersweet time of the year. I talk to myself a lot in August, reminders whispered aloud as I walk the trails and paths with my dog, Peggy Sue. Reminders to savor the colors of late summer--deep purples, scarlet reds, brilliant yellows, and dark greens. Cautioning my thoughts not to stray to the near future months when colors will disappear and I will long for these very colors of late summer months.
I heard this flower (too pretty to be called a weed) called "Farewell Summer" when I first moved to Pocahontas County; that's how I've thought of iron weed ever since. It grows in abundance in late August into September, usually in fields or close to creeks and rivers. I found this bouquet with yellow "sneezeweed" all around by the Greenbrier River at Stillwell Park in Marlinton.
I just added this pastel and ink drawing of the ironweed and autumn sneezeweed to the gallery.