I biked down the millrace path this afternoon, to see what I could see. I found a profusion of plants at a profusion of life stages -- buds and full blossoms, green seed pods and dried seed heads ready to send seeds flying with the next strong breeze.
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In North Carolina, my sister is getting her garden ready for planting. My cousin in Virgina posted photos of her Lenten rose weeks ago. Here in Indiana, I'm beginning to believe that spring is just around the corner.
We celebrated today's sunshine and our daughter's visit by going out to DeFries Calendar Garden this afternoon, and enjoyed glimpsing spring -- green leaves beginning to open on a few eager bushes, Lenten roses, swelling buds, the sweet scent of witch hazel pompons, an exuberance of pussywillow in the greenhouse, and mysterious colorful blooms. I looked out my study window today and saw some suspiciously spring-green tips. Closer inspection revealed that, yes, some of my daffodils are feeling the siren call of the 40 degree weather we've been having. A tour of the yard revealed that while most things are still safely hibernating, there is at least one early bloomer in the bunch. The winter storm watch the weather station has declared for tomorrow may come as a bit of a shock. Fortunately, these plants are adapted to the vagaries of the winter and spring dance, and even though it doesn't usually begin already in January, they'll cope. Those bursting buds will just need to wait a little longer.
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My approach to contemplative photography --
"Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it." Mary Oliver in "Sometimes" Archives
August 2020
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