Strong winds in the morning and threatening skies did not deter Sarah and me from our morning run/walk, and I found a few little flowers that hadn’t made yesterday’s list, too. Still not all-inclusive. Can’t keep up. Reminds me of when my son “exploded into speech” and I couldn’t keep up a list of his words for more than a couple of weeks, so quickly did they multiply.
It was a mostly rainy day until late in the afternoon, and then the sky cleared and the sun shone. The meadow flowers and grasses danced in the magical early evening light.
Deep in the woods, under the shade of the canopy, not much is blooming at this time of year, but I did find the flowers of the wild leeks, along with a few little herb Robert blossoms.
Summer is now. Have yourself a feast. I had one already this morning, getting up in the dark to read PEOPLE OF THE BOOK, by Geraldine Brooks, to the tune of rain pattering on the porch roof. Cozy!
