The Black-Eyed Susans were finally  blooming.  They come up each summer and are one of the last flowers of the summer to bloom.  They are annuals, that seed themselves.  I thought it was unusual this year that the flowers were all at different heights–from six inches high to two feet and everything else in between.  They had too much competition this year with the other weeds.  I love looking at them.  We have several beds of them.  The flowers last for weeks.  Summer is on its way out.  At least it seemed that way.  Summer still had eight weeks to go.  The heat wave we had finally broke.  And we welcomed temperatures in the eighties.