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.
The flowers look like a creature’s maw when they open.
The centers are amazing!
Photos by Seth Rockmuller
Here is a photo of last year’s emerging snowdrops. I took the photo on March 7, 2010.
And here is a photo, taken today, of the spot where those snowdrops appeared last March.
What do you think? Do they have a chance? Will they continue to sleep beneath the snow and ice until it melts?
Sounds like it would be impossible, but my Dead Nettle is in bloom.
Dead Nettle, blooming in June.
Dead Nettle blossoms against today’s blue sky.
Blossoms against the sky.
What a beautiful day today! It feels like the beginning of a different life. Over this very busy weekend I’ve entered a new phase:
My mother came home from the nursing home this weekend. Now we are adjusting and seeing how she does at home. After spending so much time in an institutional setting with her, it is a huge relief to me that she can be at home again with her beloved cat.
Photo of Mini by Sharon Lips.
And work continues on the barn. It is finally coming together! Now that my mother is home I hope the unpacking will move faster.
The garden is bursting with green on this beautiful, breezy day. Here is Lady’s Mantle from my herb garden.
Lady's Mantle, May 2010
And wood is drying for the Sanctuary Without Walls fire circle.
Next gathering is on June 20th. Save the date!
For the past two weeks I’ve been experiencing a crash course in navigating the hospital and a nursing home, as my mother, 93 this month, underwent some medical difficulties. Today my sister is visiting, offering sibling support, which is fabulous. And tomorrow I plan to be in the pulpit, sharing a Psalm and a passage from John.
In the past few days I have found a couple of hours of respite in my garden, preparing space for new herbs and flowers, smelling the rich earth: humus, humility, humanity – literally grounding myself as I kneel in the dirt, sensing the budding life force all around me. May my mother feel this greening, growing, healing power, too, as she grows stronger day by day: the miracle of simply being alive.
Key West Community Garden
It’s Earth Day, so I found myself thinking about the first official Earth Day in 1970 (I still have my decal…somewhere). I went to an Earth Day program on campus, my baby daughter in a carrier on my front, and all I could think about was how different the future would be for her. Much has changed since 1970. Now that baby girl is over 40 years old and has two daughters of her own. People are finally taking climate science seriously.
Key West Community Garden
It seems to me that the earth is a much more troubled place now, politically, climate- and ecology-wise, and economically, but my daughter and her family are rising to the occasion. It gives me hope. She and her husband started Key West’s first community garden, which was such a success that they are in the process of starting another garden there.
She and her husband grow bananas, papayas, and pineapples in their yard, which is across the street from the first community garden, where they grow veggies and flowers. Life in paradise! Here in the Northeast, we have our own local food movement, for which I am grateful. But alas, no locally grown bananas!
Banana Tree, Front Yard
Bananas Ripening Indoors