Sadly, my gardening vacation is at its end. It’s Sunday morning. My body is wrenched to the side to type this, my lap board and laptop tilted at 45 degrees due to one side being propped on the chair’s arm, all because a cat is sleeping in my lap and I don’t want to disturb … Continue reading Ready for spring
I never used to care about birds. What is about aging that turns us into bird-watchers? One of my favorite feelings is awe. I love when I’m going through normal everyday life, eating my yogurt or walking outside under the sky, and I’m struck by a wave of wonder, a flush of the soul that … Continue reading Awe and the mundane
Spring is here!Snowflakes floatgently down. When I stood at the back window this morning, I saw a snowflake drift in a slow zig-zag, down to the ground. A flurry more followed. Tomorrow is the first day of spring. I usually take a gardening vacation when the equinox arrives. I take the week that contains the … Continue reading Equinox eve
The trees are starting to change, leaves are starting to drop, and the colors in the garden are beautiful. Continue reading October garden
We have all the windows open, and the world outside is cool and wet. We’ll get a lot of rain tonight. I’m glad — it’ll water in my mums. I’m wearing a flannel shirt, jeans, and socks, and I considered pulling on my slippers. We’re not quite to slipper season yet, though. We’ve got freshly … Continue reading End of summer in the garden
Sometimes decay can be beautiful. I walked the garden one day looking for dried and cracked textures, for discarded parts, for nature in a state of decomposition. For something different than I usually look for. There is so much to see when when you look beyond the fresh bloom at the beginning of life. This … Continue reading Death in the garden
Butterfly Mind 