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April Snowstorm

April 4, 2016 - Winterberry Holly and Forsythia in side yard.

April 4, 2016 – Winterberry Holly and Forsythia in side yard.

“Perhaps what moves us in winter is some reminiscence of far off summer … The cold is merely superficial; it is summer still at the core, far, far within.”

– H. D. Thoreau

Our house.

April 4, 2016 – Our house.

 

April Snow, Main St

April 4, 2016 – Our Town.

 

Statue

April 4, 2016 – Cemetery Statue.

 

April 4, 2016 - Cemetery Pond.

April 4, 2016 – Cemetery Pond.

 

April 4, 2016 - Underbrush.

April 4, 2016 – Underbrush.

Photos by K. Houk and S. Rockmuller.

Clematis

By the door of the studio, clematis is producing many flowers after the rain. Today the sun was bright, and I could almost see the flowers opening before my eyes.

 

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The flowers look like a creature’s maw when they open.

Clematis opening

The centers are amazing!

Clematis center

 

Such beauty.

Clematis group

 

 

Variable Spring

First the snowdrops and a couple of crocuses appeared.

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Then more snow.

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Now the snow has melted, and the flowers have reemerged.

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And there are more to come.

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Happy St. David’s Day!

Daffodils, March 1, 2013

Daffodils, March 1, 2013

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Dydd gwyl Dewi Sant Hapus!

Porch Possum

Porch Possum

A possum decided to explore the cat’s den on the front porch.

Meanwhile, I’ve put together two more terrariums. Photos to follow if energy allows!

Spring Is Upon Us!

In February the snowdrops blossomed, and now the crocuses have joined them.

The bees, fuzzy with pollen, luxuriated in the blossoms.

Random Crow Thoughts

This evening the crows gathered, with the moon almost full.

The weather has been warm, not typical November weather. I love the feel and smell of autumn, so I’m happy with this warm sunny spell.

The crows put me in mind of The Dark is Rising (Susan Cooper). Crows as harbingers. There is a sense of stillness, of waiting.

Again my life is filled with a series of ER and doctor visits. The most recent was for my mother’s fall. Life is such a mixture of beauty and pain.