As I was walking today on my usual rounds... and slightly increasing my distance to about a mile... I did think to do something I haven't done since before my surgery: bring my old friend, my camera. Since I'm supposed to be doing a steady pace and getting my heart rate up, the temptation to stop whenever nature presents something photo-worthy is murder on my rehab... and hard to resist. But today I decided to chance it, and I'm glad I did. Even though the last couple of days have been almost winter-cold, and the killing frosts have done their work with stunning efficiency, a few plants made it through the Big Chill. One was this Goldenrod, clearly a late-season bloomer, and one tough collection of flowers. I resisted the temptation to take more pictures, got my heart back up to target, and walked steadily on.