I like the contrast of the rose leaves against the blue of the house. Unfortunately, I deadheaded too late and the roses never bloomed again so we have only a couple of rose hips (from the spent blooms I missed). I’m a failure.
An old echinacea, still clinging to its petals
A ladybug on a tall bellflower, the long one that was growing in that part of the garden and which always kind of looked out-of-place.
Can’t resist those dead leaves, you know.
I found the littlest, tiniest flowers growing in the grass.