The evening sun makes the purple iris iridescent. Purple iris are the color of June.
In the evening sun the dogwood glow. Happiness is living in a summer garden.
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June is Purple and White
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A Summer Office
The sun is out, tomatoes are swelling, it’s a good time to move the office into the garden. A huge straw hat is indispensable, providing plenty of shade. The hat is one I’ve had for nearly forty years. When I was a student in Tokyo, my eccentric landlady gave it to me. The hat does an excellent job shading me, but I have to hold onto something when a stiff breeze kicks up. The hat is so large, a gust of wind could carry me up above the trees.
I’m busy watching the vegetables grow. Watching them grow is really time consuming. A whole afternoon can drift by quickly watching them. Ena 枝那 and Takuma 拓真 are busy being dogs. Funny how being yourself takes up 100% of your time.
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Worms Over Flowers
It was a wet morning. The blades of grass were balancing big drops of rain from the night’s steady rains. Beardtongue are in bloom in the woods.
A flower that is far more bearded than beardtongue is the clematis that finished blooming. The white flowers have morphed into a Dr. Seuss creation. Their white flowers were pretty, but their seed pods are intriguing. What are they eventually going to look like?
A variety of Arisaema is sending up a purple fringed flower spike. Svenda doesn’t care. For her, it’s all about the worms she’s finding as I weed around the Arisaema. Maybe when it’s done blooming and develops seeds, she’ll think about pecking at it.
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Green Flash
Redwood Green, it’s not a color you hear much about, but new redwood leaves are a florescent green that deserves its own name.
This is what running dogs look like as they dash across the grass in the morning. Takuma 拓真 and Ena 枝那 are just blurs.
Ferns have their own delicate green. At first glance, they look perfect, but if you look closely, you see little imperfections in their intricate design.
Thimbleberries are blushing. In a few weeks, their blushing pink will turn bright red, a perfect compliment to vanilla ice cream.
The dogwood flowers flow like tumbling cascades, from high up in the canopy all the way to the ground.
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Let It Go
These little chicks are having a hard time keeping up with their mother. As far as she is concerned, her mothering days are over. They aren’t ready to be on their own. Since yesterday, they’ve been running around, looking for her when she goes off on her own. They are learning the hard way that sometimes you need to let it go, even your own mother.
In some cases, it is the chicks who decide to be on their own, and it is the mother hens who aren’t ready to let go.