I may have mentioned that I am working silly hours at the moment. Maybe once or twice, even. I figure another two weeks and I should be clear.
In the meantime, I do poke my nose outside occasionally. The last time, I found Batman lurking, and both my car’s roof and and my flowering crabapple tree (which almost got carried away by tent caterpillars last year) shedding: raindrops and blossoms, respectively.
I walk regularly through the cemetery near where I live. They really keep the grounds nice there. In this season tulips of many colours are out in their fullest glory in the flower beds. Of particular beauty are the bright purple tulips.
Tom
Tom – Yes, it’s definitely our nicest season, IMO, although an Ontario autumn rivals it.
Until she moved to Turner Valley last weekend, on occasional walks, my four-year-old neighbour was revealing small things to my eye – usually at a level of about three feet high. We are both very fond of the Cherry Blossom tree, as I see you are.
Judith – Oh, too bad – you’ll miss her perspective. I see that she approaches flowering trees much the way I do – as One.
Batman lives and dives, by the look of that looming shadow! As the puzzling image suddenly “clicked” I felt a simultaneous “swoop” of his inverted-scallop wings.
Your cherry blossoms are a treat. We are in the off-year for apple blossoms and four consecutive nights of frost have made mush not only of the transplanted basil and thyme but of that addage about safe planting after “the Queen’s Birthday.”
Laurna – Oh, dear. A neighbour in Alberta (and an old farmer) used to say that your garden was just as likely to get taken by an early frost in the fall as a late one in the spring, so she always started early. But although it may be true in the long run, it doesn’t work every year.