Found this among old photos while visiting my Mom & Dad in Texas. We were all dressed up to go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show for the first time. yikes!

All still when summer is over
stand shocks in the field,
nothing left to whisper,
not even good-bye, to the wind.

After summer was over
we knew winter would come:
we knew silence would wait,
tall, patient calm.
~William Stafford, Tragic Song

Each flower is a soul opening out to nature. Gerald De Nerval